You returned to the hotel and escorted to your room. You opened the door letting him go ahead. "It feels like we haven't eaten for ages." You laughed as he put all the food on the table.
Hoseok laughed "I hope you are really hungry"
"Yes, I am" you said, and for a moment your head was filled with dirty minds. You should better hold you in your hands, you thought to yourself as you walked up to the table.
"I can't eat anymore" you fell to the floor. "If I eat something else, I'll just burst like a balloon," you said barely sighing.
Hoseok lay down next to you, barely breathing. "It's the same with me," he moaned. "Why did we buy so much food?" he asked and you laughed
"Apparently we were starving"
He chuckled at you before looking up at the ceiling again. "What?" you asked
"Nothing," he replied with a shake of his head.
"You obviously thought about something after looking at me" you turned on your side
"I thought all this really made me feel like your real boyfriend."
You lay back on your back. You were glad that not only you had this feeling. It feels like you've been dating for a long time, and not met a couple of hours ago. And why were you feeling so calm next to him.
"Do you want something to drink more?" he asked as he rose from the floor.
"If I drink I won't be able to behave myself good. I'm drunk enough already," you said, closing your eyes.
"Since you're in control, then I can get drunk," he laughed softly.
"Aren't you afraid that I can take advantage of your drunken state?"
"I hope for that," he winked at you as you looked at him.
Damn, you mentally swore. And how can you control yourself when he's so seductive. You closed your eyes mentally soothing your pounding heart. "Hope it," you chuckled.
"May I kiss you?" he asked forcing you to stop breathing.
"No," you answered quickly. You can't stand one more kiss from him. Rather, all this will definitely end not just with a kiss.
"You really behave yourself good," he said with a laugh.
"I said that I would be decent when I invited you to the room."
You opened your eyes abruptly when his hand lifted your head. He chuckled at your reaction. He put a pillow under your head before putting your head back. "I thought it would be more comfy," he said, lying down next to you. "Do not be afraid, I promise that I will not kiss you until you ask for it yourself."
"I'm not afraid of you," you said softly.
"Is it really that bad," he asked, and you looked at him, not understanding what he was talking about. "I'm about your fiancé"
"Aaaahh... you about it" you smiled. "Well, you could say that." You shook your head. "I don't know his name or what he looks like, but we are engaged. Although even this I hear from my parents. Judging by how happy my mother is, I am a profitable asset that was successfully sold to some Mr. Moneybags "
"Well, maybe you might like him."
"It is unlikely. If my parents like him, it already means that he is the complete opposite of who I might like "
"Who might you like?"
"For example, you," you said, turning your head in his direction. You met his gaze and regretted it. You really wanted him to kiss you. You opened your mouth to say it, but he interrupted you.
