𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 [𝙴𝙽- 𝚁𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙴𝙼]

Chapter 77

A few weeks ago, if anyone told me I'd lose my virginity in the coming month, I'd straight up ignore them. They had to be insane. How was that possible? I was steering clear from anything of that sort. Moreover, I was going to wait for someone I loved. And a few weeks? Pfft. Laughable.

Now, laying beside Heeseung with my head burrowed into his chest and his arms wrapped around me in a tight but comfortable grip, it doesn't sound all that laughable. Not when I felt like I was under my heavy blanket in the cold winters in my home. Safe, cozy, and content. Heeseung had something in him that made me feel at home.

I could've stayed here listening to his steady heartbeat for God knows how long. But the only thing was, I did not have anything on. Neither did he. And I was fully aware his skin flushed against mine.

Never in a million years would I even imagine in my wildest dreams that I'd wake up with Heeseung's semi-hardness poking at my belly. Whatever happened last night was still fresh on my mind. But it still didn't drive away the nervousness I felt at the moment. And I would've been even more self-conscious if it weren't for the blanket over us.

I couldn't exactly shuffle around with his hand at the back of my head, holding me against him. Things would be different from now on. Between the two of us as well as others. And I only hoped it was for good.

I peered at his sleeping face. Even while sleeping, he looked nothing less than ethereal. Unknowingly, my hand reached to his face, fingers grazing his cheek.
Heeseung sighed softly.

The media portrayed him as a heavy sleeper and I believed it. So I was surprised when he slowly cracked his eyes open. I withdrew my hand. Once his grogginess was gone, he blinked at me. In a sudden movement, he lifted me up in my place so I was at his face level.

"So last night wasn't a dream." He had a small smile on his face. Goodness, the morning voice.

"No," I answered.

"You don't regret it, do you?" He asked tentatively.

"Also no."

In a swift movement, Heeseung hovered over me. He kissed my cheek first, then gave me a peck. And another. And another. I giggled at his cuteness. He gave me a few more pecks until it eventually became a slow kiss.

"How are you feeling?" He murmured.

"Sore," I said with a fake pout.

Heeseung's eyes widened. He cursed under his breath.

"I'm sorry. Did I go too hard for the first time?" He asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, Hee. Really." I assured him. "But...I love walking. So I don't think I can take you again at the moment."

Because sure enough, his hardness was poking was thigh.

"It's all on you, Princess. Not my fault you look this hot in my bed." He smirked.

I hit him lightly on his shoulder. In response, he chuckled and rolled over so I was on top of him. I giggled at his expression.

"Or that you look so fuckable right now." He poked his tongue in his cheek and wiggled his eyebrows.

"Heeseung!" My mouth dropped open.

He sat down along with me and kissed me softly.

"I want to stay here. But there's something I need to take care of." He rubbed his nose on the crook of my neck.

"Okay," I said.

"Go freshen up. I'll be back in 10 minutes." He said.

I kissed his cheek and slid off him. And it was then that I felt the jolt of pain in my thighs and abdomen. I winced a little and Heeseung was at my side almost immediately.