"Under the skin"//jjk

Chapter 4-

"Yn's POV"

The night was a blur of laughter, music, and vibrant energy as we celebrated my independence at the club. I could hardly remember how many drinks I had downed, but the warmth of the alcohol coursing through me felt liberating. Each sip seemed to wash away the remnants of self-doubt and uncertainty, leaving behind a sense of exhilaration.

With my friends around me, I lost myself in the moment, dancing under the pulsing lights that cast colorful patterns across the floor. The music thrummed in my chest, and I moved to its rhythm, letting go of the stress that had weighed me down for so long. I felt alive, free, and for the first time in a while, I was genuinely happy.

Max was right there with me, his laughter infectious as he pulled me into the dance. The connection between us felt electric, charged with an energy I had never quite noticed before. We danced close, bodies swaying in sync, and I could feel the heat radiating from him. It was intoxicating, and as the night wore on, I felt a magnetic pull toward him.

In a moment of reckless abandon, I caught his gaze, and something shifted between us. The world around us faded into the background, the music dimmed, and it was just the two of us. His eyes held a mixture of mischief and desire, and I felt a flutter of excitement course through me. Without thinking, I leaned in closer, my heart racing as I pressed my lips against his.

The kiss ignited a fire within me—passionate, hungry, and unrestrained. His hands found their way to my waist, pulling me against him as the world around us disappeared. I could feel the warmth of his body, the steady beat of his heart matching my own. It was intoxicating, a whirlwind of emotions that sent my head spinning.

As our lips moved together, I felt a surge of boldness. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss, losing myself in the heat of the moment. Max responded with equal fervor, his hands roaming my back as he held me tighter. The kiss was electric, filled with an urgency that made my pulse race. I could hardly think, my senses consumed by the sensation of his lips against mine.

In that moment, everything else—the pressures of work, the complexities of my feelings for Jungkook—faded away. It was just me and Max, caught in a whirlwind of passion and desire. As we finally pulled away, breathless and flushed, I could see the heat in his eyes mirrored in my own.

But the moment didn't end there. As Max leaned in again, his lips brushed against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. The heat of his breath against my skin was exhilarating, and I gasped softly as he pressed his lips to my collarbone, marking me with a lingering kiss that left a trail of fire in its wake. I felt a rush of adrenaline as he playfully nibbled on my skin, leaving behind a hickey that would surely be a bold reminder of this night.

"Wow," I breathed, still reeling from the intensity of what had just happened. "That was... unexpected."

Max chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Unexpected can be good, right?"

I nodded, a smile spreading across my face. The thrill of the kiss and the mark he had left on me felt like a badge of honor, a testament to the wild abandon I had embraced that night. But as the moment began to settle, reality crept back in. I was still tangled in emotions involving Jungkook, and now I had added another layer of complexity with Max.

As we rejoined the others, the laughter and chatter resumed, but a newfound tension lingered between Max and me—a mix of excitement and uncertainty that made my heart race. The night wore on, filled with dancing, toasts, and the euphoria of being surrounded by friends. But deep down, I knew that this moment with Max had changed everything.

It was a thrilling start to my independence, but it also opened the door to questions I hadn't anticipated. What did this mean for my relationship with Max? And how would I navigate the feelings I still harbored for Jungkook?