ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ [ᴇɴ- ᴘᴏʟʏ]

Chapter 46

It had been quite a while since Leah went in to get Niki. They were tired of waiting so Sunoo decided to go and check up on them. When he opened the door, he merely blinked. Niki was completely burrowed into Leah. And she had welcomed him in doing so. It was a good thing she had calmed Niki down.

Niki usually behaved violently when he was super upset about something. And at that time, it was better to leave him alone. Which they all did. Knowing he would snap out of it and become normal again. And it would've been a huge problem if Leah hadn't stopped Niki earlier. Because he would've torn the staff apart without a doubt.

He would've sympathized with those people if they hadn't touched Leah. Because Sunoo would've enjoyed watching Niki have his way with them. And Sunoo might have joined a bit in the end.

But things didn't go that far. His Lee had stopped that from happening. He had half expected Niki to push her aside. Everyone did. But he didn't do it. And that was the sole reason they had let her come to Niki. And it seemed that they were right. Sure Niki was angry with Leah too for stopping him but that didn't seem to be the case. He must've been mad at himself for snapping at her.

Sunoo looked at the two one last time. He looked at Leah's sleeping face. Her wild locks fanning over the pillow like seaweed. The slight movement of her chest as she breathed. How he wished he could Niki's place...

He wanted her to hold him the same way she did others. Kiss him the same she did others. It wasn't a secret exactly. But just no one talked about it in the open. He might not know what exactly happened between her and his friends, but he knew something did. And he didn't mind it. But if only she looked at him the same way. If only her hug for him held the same meaning it did when she hugged Heeseung or Niki or Jungwon. If only she would touch look at him and call his name with the adoration she showed those three. If only, she would touch his face and kiss him, tell him how much he meant to her. He would burn everything down if she told him to.

But he wasn't her love. He was her personal teddy bear. She chose to be with him whenever she was overwhelmed or stressed for any reason. And he would gladly be that toy for her. If only she would tell him directly that she did not feel good, he would happily whisk her away from everyone. But until he was offered that chance, he would just hug and smile down at her and wait for her to see a partner in him.

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Her body was pressed against his. A hot tremor ran through his skin wherever she touched him. He concentrated on his breathing but it still wasn't working. His shaking hands were the proof of his internal battle. She brushed his hair away from his eyes. Stroked his cheek. He wanted more of her. He wanted to kiss her right then and there. It took his everything to not close the remaining distance between them, not to breathe in her perfume, not to let their lips touch.

This was going painfully slow. But he savored every second of it. This was the last time he'd feel the electricity of this anticipation. After this, there wouldn't be a kiss to anticipate. They would be each other's. But the feeling had him in a chokehold. He couldn't wait any longer.

He held her neck and brought her closer. Her breath on his lips was maddening him to the core. His arms tightened around her. It wasn't even an inch. Please let her do it before he went ballistic with this torture. She exhaled and that was it. The end of his patience. He closed the minuscule distance between them. His veins were lit on fire.

Her lips were as soft as he had imagined. He sucked on her bottom lip, savoring the feeling of fire, the burn inside his body. He drew back for a second to see her face. To see if this was real or not. She was there in front of him. Breathing heavily with closed eyes. He slanted his mouth against hers for a better angle. His hands roamed on her body in a feverish frenzy. She held him tighter. Hands diving into his hair and pressed her mouth against his. Yes. Do it. More. Let him be one with her. Let her devour him in one go. He belonged to her.