Devil

Chapter 6

You rubbed your eyes and opened and closed them a few times before you fixed them on Kai again. It had to be a dream; he couldn't be in your bed. He'd been disturbing your dreams so much lately that you didn't know if what you were feeling was real or just a transitory madness caused by his tricks. He was in your mind all the time; even if you wanted it or not. It wasn't weird to have him in your dream. Although it was a dream, it was so real. You'd never had such a vivid dream before. You could even smell his fragrance; it was dizzying you. His sleeping face looked so warm and peaceful. He was so handsome up close. Do you know these people that are so handsome all the time that it almost irritating? These kind of people that look hot and perfect even if they're doing the most fatiguing exercise when you look like a red chicken? Well, Jongin was one of them. It was so unfair for the rest of the mortals. Your hand moved inevitable and stroked his face when he gasped. He murmured some unintelligible words before he moved and trapped you in a tight embrace. It was almost suffocating. Alright, that definitely couldn't be a dream.

"What the...?", you screamed as you pushed him so hard that he landed on his butt on the floor.

"Fuck", he said, rubbing his butt as he finally opened his eyes.

"What the hell are you doing here?", you asked. He looked at you confused.

"What do you mean? What are you doing here", he asked back.

"This is my room", you replied. He looked around quietly; his eyes widening little by little in realization. "So? Are you going to explain me why were you sleeping in my bed? With me in it?", you asked.

"Do you think that we did it?", he smirked. Your face went red as you held your breath. "It was a joke. Gosh, just breathe", he replied as he got up. "I just went to check you, just in case you didn't make it to your bed and I probably fell asleep", he continued.

"Why did you have to check?", you asked.

"Gosh, just when you try to be good...", he murmured as he lied down on the bed again.

"What the hell are you doing?", you asked surprised. Alright, you had to admit that you'd dreamt about having Jongin in your bed many times. But it was a thing of the past or at least it was you wanted to make yourself believe.

"Just let me sleep a little more. It's so early", he replied with sleepy voice.

"Are you kidding me?", you asked annoyed. "Leave right now", you shouted.

"You're so boisterous", he said as he got up slowly. He rubbed his eyes before he laid them on you.

"What?", you asked.

"So it was there", he simply said. You looked at both sides confused.

"What was there?", you asked.

"My t-shirt", he replied.

"You're wearing your t-shirt", you replied stupidly. He shook his head.

"Not this t-shirt. I mean the one that you're wearing right now. It's mine", he replied. You looked at him dubious. That t-shirt was yours; you had it for a long time.

"That's not true. This is mine", you replied.

"Do you wear boy's t-shirt that look like a dress on you?", he asked. "Do you even know the band on the t-shirt? I bought it after a concert. It's definitely mine", he continued. You were getting angrier as you were remembering. He bought that t-shirt and he only wore it once when you had a craving for it and begged him to give it to you. It was right before your fight. Were you sleeping for two years with Kai's t-shirt? Just the thought made you mad.

"Ok, I don't want it anyway", you said annoyed as you took it off and threw it at him. Your breathing was faltering because of anger; your chest moving up and down. Kai just stood there looking at you intensely. His eyes seemed glued to you as he breathed deeply; his mouth semi-open. Why was he looking at you like that? It was making you nervous. Your mouth went dry and chills shot out like needles over your body. You thought your body was going to melt if he kept looking at you that way. Your legs were shaking and you swore you were going to fall. You couldn't avert your eyes from his either; it was hypnotizing.He was like devouring you with his gaze. He licked his lips unconsciously as he kept looking at you. You wanted to crash these soft lips against yours so badly. You wanted to have these lips running along your body. Until you realized. Once you took off that t-shirt, you were only wearing your underwear. You ran to your wardrobe and put some clothes on quickly.