Once More, Love 2

32. Fragile (2)

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Nayeon's POV

"Nayeon says... You can do what you want." I faintly smirked because he was cutely shutting himself up completely whenever I cut him off like he always wants to politely hear me out. "This is just a game. So, go ahead and do what you want. Which means..."

I breathe right over to his lips. "If you want to... you can kiss Nayeon back. For one minute. No string attached. Because this is just a game."

Petty. I know.

But I need this to figure Jeongyeon out.

I need to know his thoughts. I need to know how he would really want to act around me. I need to know if he wants me as much as I want him.

I pause for a couple of seconds to observe his reaction.

So far, I remember two things. One... When I told him I love him, that's when he acted like there were voices screaming inside his head. And two... When he was the one who tried asking for another minute of this childish game I makeshift did on the fly, the same concerning behavior occurred to him.

Those are two known triggers I took note for now.

I can't help but smile as I gaze at his face. He did nothing but simply gulp and close his eyes. I glance at his hands that are now both balled to a fist on top of my small dining table like a boy waiting for a first kiss from his crush. Kiyeowo. Seriously. How can you not love this man?

So, I let out a shaky exhale. I can't believe I'm really doing it.

And then I slowly close my eyes, let my body slightly lean to his direction, and close the distance between us.

Soft. Gentle. Wonderful. Great. Loving. Caring.

I can't think of the exact word for it but the second I felt his lips press against mine, it made me feel a million little things that comprised something really huge inside me. It made me feel all kinds of butterflies all over my stomach. It made my heart beat like crazy that it almost jumped right out of my chest.

It made me think I'm living the best of my life right now.

Good. So good. Really good.

I'm not sure when it exactly happened because I think my dreamy brain has stopped working for a while now but I feel like my lips began moving on its own like I don't have to think what to do next. Am I sure this is the first time I'm kissing this man?

The way his mouth molds perfectly against mine is insanely perfect that I can't even recognize which is mine and which is his. Wait. When did Jeongyeon take the lead?

But who cares who's going to be at the top? I surely am not complaining.

Oh, gosh.

Slow. So slow. Jeongyeon's lips are leading me to a very slow kiss. I never knew kissing could be this good! Gosh. I'm so in love with him.

His left hand is now caressing my left cheek while his right is holding on tightly to the wrist of my right arm like he was afraid I might spring forth and get away from him any second from now.