Your Too Sweet [Konigx Reader] ||UnknownRabbit||

16

Bullshit

Spur in the moment my ass.

The way her eyes glims at the excuse I presented and she takes it like some candy handed down to a kid. It disappointed me, infuriated me.

The moment she dragged her feet hesitantly away from my doorstep and finally out of sight of the apartment halls, I got back to my own with it, dropping my smile machination. Years of training and I wouldn't think I would be using some cold mask to her, to a young woman that denies her own desire, her own wants. And uses 'spur-in-the-moment' decisions as an excuse. I know her by now that she does not do without anything in mind, she isn't the type of a woman that thinks 'just because', she always has a goal. And that night we kissed. I knew deep down she yearned for me. Deep down she has been thinking of me.

Y/n said she regretted it. Deep inside it hurts like bullets hitting vital spots– worse than bullets.

My finger raises and runs to my lower lip as if her lips linger there. That kiss felt personal. That kiss is meant for me.

Regret?

She can lie better next time, but I knew a kiss that felt like a mistake, the taste of her lips tasted divine, forbidden but it felt mine.

A small tug to my lips that slowly turns to a smile. Y/n's face while looking at me with her little eyes has that magnetic pull. Something that pushes me back because I know deep down, I shouldn't cross more lines than I already have, and the fact that her gaze also does the opposite effect to mine and fights off my logical and sane reasoning is maddening me.

Steps heavy and urgent as I approach my laptop that is on top of the coffee table, opening it, I mindlessly open the system that is connected to her little necklace.

Poor little doll, no clue, no idea. By now she should have stopped wearing the necklace cause surely, she does not receive any more letters since I have taken all of them.

My eyes peers to the letters that are sitting on the center table next to the cactus vase.

Another smile appears on my face as I see her approach her own room and pick out clothes. The moment she throws away the clothes she wore when she met me just a few minutes ago, the smile slowly fades. The camera then viewed the full body mirror giving an eyeshot of her in a black dress that hugged her curves, length that dropped above her knees. It wasn't too revealing but it looks comfortable and also sexy.

"Where is she..." going?

The question hangs at the tip of my tongue but never comes off. Eyes stuck to the mirror, taking in the girl who just made me want to sit at the edge. And I'm here to take a step out of the structure that I have built for years and my resistance to her is slowly getting narrow.

She tries a few more dresses and matches some top and bottom before finally finalizing with a gray long dress that has similar style, it has a little hoodie at the back, and it hugs her petite body.

Jaw clench to the site. Her effects on me are destructive and I too fear that I will lose myself in this little game that I created myself. I have fallen victim to the pit that I dug when I gave her that necklace in the first place.

My hand consciously and slowly closes the laptop as I breathe in a heavy one.

I think I just forgot to breathe.

Hand engulfed my eyes forcing them to close and taking in a few more breaths. The blood rushed to my head making me see imaginary white. A refreshed feeling after doing cardio work out and now taking a breath after the intensity.