Saving Mr. Popular

Chapter 65: Hot

Andrya's POV

Of course, the morning after was awkward for me. Yoongi didn't even think twice about telling whatever last night. When I woke up, he was already in the kitchen cooking for breakfast. "Good morning, princess!" he called when he saw me walking down the stairs.

I won't be able to avoid this situation, so I walk towards him with no shame. "Here," he handed me a plate full of food.

I sat on the kitchen counter facing him, still cooking some eggs to partner with the French toast. He was smiling at me awkwardly at this point. He was aloof. "Are you okay?" I asked him while I took a bite of the toast.

Yoongi only nodded as an answer. That's new. He doesn't look at me this time. "Are you sure you are, okay?" I repeated the question.

"I-I am," he even stuttered.

Yoongi was acting so weird, and I did not like it. "Something is wrong. What is it? You look flustered. Your cheeks were red. Are you blushing because it's hot? I understand because you are cooking," I told him. I was eating but still tried to think of what was happening.

Yoongi quickly finished cooking. He turned off the stove and walked towards me with his plate. He looks different this time.

I was watching him walk towards me. I was slowly getting nervous and felt an eerie air as he walked towards me. He put his plate on the marble top and looked at me. I also stared at him. I naturally just stopped eating.

Yoongi suddenly turned my highchair to face him. Oh my god. I can imagine the looks on my face at this point. I was alarmed. Yoongi stared into my soul with his gaze. I felt like he was going to eat me alive.

Oh. That doesn't sound right.

"You mean. You aren't aware that you were walking towards me wearing that?" Yoongi's face came so near my face. I was leaning back and could already feel the cold, marbled counter on my back.

"Attorney Alexandrya Jinnie Young, didn't you remember your Nana telling you to be aware of what you wear in front of boys?" Yoongi's tone was sending so much shiver down my spine. "I specifically remembered her telling you to be banned from using a large shirt," Yoongi reminded me.

Nana did tell me that. But I look trashy for me. I just woke up. My hair isn't even done. It's all messy, which I tied in a bun, and I was just in my morning face, which I just washed before coming down.

I then remembered that I forgot to take the robe. I wore a shirt that covered me in my thin undergarment. I wasn't even wearing a bra. Blood ran to my cheeks, and I knew they were crimson now. I automatically covered my perkiness.

"Don't ask me why I am flustered when you were looking so hot right in front of my face," Yoongi once again talks, but he whispers right into my ears.

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(slightly MATURE CONTENT)

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Alexandrya figured out what Yoongi was trying to do. He was definitely flirting with her. Even with flushed cheeks, Alexandrya fought back. She pulled herself back and leaned forward to Yoongi. Close enough for their body to touch slightly and for Alexandrya to reach his ears. "Am I looking like a prey ready to be eaten by some predator, Mr. Popular?" Andrya was teasing him.

Then it clicked. Yoongi smirked, hearing a tough girl. "You have seen me like this before, remember?" Andrya was more than teasing now. She finds it amusing that the man is a little flustered.

"Wanna see more?" Andrya threw the bait, and he was testing him.

Yoongi knew it was a bait. He bit his lips. This prey was taunting the predator. "Don't you test me. Or you'll see," Yoongi responded.

The day was bright. It was also a little cold outside, but the house was burning, and it was early in the morning. Andrya knew something might happen and just wanted to prepare for whatever happened.

Andrya leaned closer. Her lips were already touching his earlobes. "Let me," Andrya retorted.

It was a sign for Yoongi. In no time, Yoongi held her nape senselessly. Then his lips met hers. Andrya's mind went to space, but she provoked him. She should take responsibility.

His lips on her were like a dream for Yoongi. He had never expected to kiss Andrya at this point in time since he just met her again. He wanted to gain his trust first. But at this point, he knew he already messed up.

Yoongi just wanted to kiss her more now. He had nothing to regret. His lips were already on hers. Alexandrya slowly closed her eyes. She didn't move at first. But slowly, she knew that she was also waiting for it.

His kisses didn't stop until Alexandrya answered. She slowly tried copying his kisses. Yoongi groaned and was hungrier. Their bodies were so near each other that they were emitting the same heat intensity.

Breakfast became cold at the counter as Alex began to respond to Yoongi with the same intensity. She allowed Yoongi to kiss her mindlessly. Alex felt like she was going to get sick. She felt so hot. And she felt weak. While Yoongi's hands were both on her face, Alexandrya took her strength from holding into his shirt.

"Uhm," that was shameless for Alexandrya to groan, but she couldn't help it. Her mind was telling her that it was looking for more.

Then Yoongi pulled away from the kiss. "Mian," Yoongi apologized. "If we continued to do this. We will end with something else," Yoongi was concerned about how Alex would see him. He doesn't want to break the bond they slowly built by kissing her. "You know I want to gain your trust. I already told you that I like you. But I also don't want to miss that opportunity to gain your trust," Alex was listening attentively.

"I would kiss you more and even want to make love to you, but I will wait," Alex was suddenly flustered at Yoongi's blunt statement.

Blood rushed to her cheeks, and she looked away for a bit. "Oh! Don't be shy, baby! You are so adorable," Yoongi pulled her face back gently and made Alexandrya look at him in the eye. Yoongi is amazed at how fierce and bold she is, but at one moment, she becomes like an innocent pup.

Did he just baby me? Alexandrya thought.

"Common. Let's eat breakfast first, and we will go anywhere you want today," Yoongi told Andrya. Then kissed her forehead.

The two eat breakfast silently together. Alexandrya was still flustered and was thinking of what just happened. She never expected that they would go beyond a peck to an almost lewd thing.

And she couldn't understand why she felt disappointed. She shook her head and continued eating. That was so shameless of her.

What if we ended up in bed? Andrya can't help but think after she remembered when she felt him.

She shook her head while showering.

Oh my. He would break me, Andrya thought again.

Oh my god!~ Why am I thinking things like those? She groaned in frustration. She went to the tub and drowned herself. 

She still felt hot.