We Are Bulletproof: The Eternal | BTS 8TH MEMBER

Expensive Girl

*Namjoon POV*

We were together, kissing passionately. Our kiss quickly escalated. Her body was pressed against mine, my hands roaming all over her skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake. 

The kiss grew more intense, our lips tangled together in a desperate, messy blend of desire. I pulled her body closer to mine, my hands roaming over every inch of her skin, feeling the heat of her touch against my own. 

I nipped at her bottom lip, tasting the sweet, addictive flavor of her mouth as our tongues danced together. I could feel her body arch against me, the sensation sending waves of heat through my body.

The passion between us was intense, almost overwhelming. I could feel the heat building inside me, stirring up desires I had tried to ignore for a few years.

I woke up, gasping for breath. My heart was racing in my chest, and I could feel the heat pooling in my stomach. I looked around the dorm, disoriented and confused. I touched my forehead, it was hot and slick with sweat. The dream had been so real, so intensely vivid.

Lost in my thoughts, I made my way to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I was still a bit dazed from the hot dream, my heart still racing. As I entered the kitchen, I noticed Arin standing there, leaning against the counter. 

Without thinking, I stepped near her and pressed her against the kitchen counter, my body flushing against hers. Before I realized what I was doing, I leaned in and kissed her passionately, completely losing control.

The kiss was intense, filled with all the pent-up desire and longing that had been building inside me. My hands roamed over her body, touching and caressing every inch of her that I could reach.

 I felt drunk on the taste of her, my tongue exploring her mouth as I pressed even closer against her. For a few seconds, reality faded and all that existed was the heat of our bodies together, the need to be consumed by her.

She suddenly broke away from the kiss, clearly surprised, and asked, "N-Namjoon?"

I realized what I'd just done, and a wave of embarrassment washed over me. I took a step back, putting some distance between us. I couldn't believe I had let my dream get this out of control. I look at her, my face flushed and sheepish.

She asked again, "W-What was that?"

I ran a hand through my hair, feeling the heat in my face and the embarrassment in my chest. I opened my mouth to speak, but the words were stuck in my throat. I couldn't find the right thing to say, so I just stood there, looking at her as if I had just discovered a new planet. 

She looked adorable, her eyes wide and her lips slightly swollen from the intensity of the kiss. I could feel my heart thudding against my chest again, the dream coming back full force.

I suddenly fled to our band's shared bedroom, feeling like a complete idiot, trying to protect myself from her. My face felt like it was on fire, and my mind was a mess of conflicting thoughts.

Part of me couldn't believe I had just done that, while another part of me was screaming at how good it felt to finally kiss her soft lips. I sat down on my bed, burying my face in my hands, hoping that she wouldn't come back to the bedroom right now.

I tried to get a grip on my emotions, but it was hard. The taste of her lips was still fresh on my mind, the feel of her body against mine was burned into my skin. I replayed the moment over and over again in my head, each time feeling more ashamed and aroused at the same time. I couldn't believe I had let a dream get the better of me like that.

Wait. I just took her first kiss from her. Oh my god! She was probably saving it for Seokjin hyung. Oh no, I'm such a bad person. How could I do this to her? Now she was gonna hate me for this.

The best thing I could right now was to just pretend nothing had happened. I lied in my bed, still mortified by my actions. I knew I couldn't just pretend nothing had happened, especially after kissing her like that. 

I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, my mind still plagued by thoughts of her. Eventually, exhaustion took over and I drifted into a fitful sleep, my dreams filled once again with images of her, her skin, her lips, her touch.

Everything would be fine tomorrow. Right?

A/N: Long time, no see, hmm? Well, here I am with an update. And ooh, you must have liked this one. Tell me if you want to read Arin's POV too. Comment and vote. Until then, byeee.