I couldn't open my eyes, I could feel his breath fanning over my face when his grip around my waist tightened and the other hand which was resting on my cheek, now, it has found it's purpose. He traced my lower lip with the back of his palm and I shudder under his touch. I open my eyes then and try to steady my eyes to his but he isn't looking into my eyes anymore, his eyes are glued to my lips. His lips parted, seemed like he wants to say something but he doesn't, he leans in but stops. My heart knows no pace, it is rushing to reach his heart ASAP. He smiles, looks at me and taps my nose with his index finger before walking away but I hold his hand and pull him back towards me. The force I pulled him up with was too much for me to keep the balance so I stumbled but he envelops me into his arms.
"Finish what you start, don't leave me hanging here." I told him and he smiles again, leans in and brushed his lips on mine. He moves back, "what the-
He did not let me finish and kissed me. We kissed. I did not realise that I fisted the fabric of shirt across his chest while we kissed and his fingers dug into my waist. I pulled him a little closer that got him smirking in between the kiss and we were getting desperate to get some air so we broke the kiss and took long breaths.
My face flushed. I cannot look him into the eyes as if I did something horrible. He takes my hand that rested on his chest in his hand and strokes his thumb on the back of my palm.
"You won't regret this, right?" He asks and I shook my head aggressively. He then strokes those strands of hair away from my face, puts his index finger under my chin and makes me look at him, "look at me, while I am talking to you." He demands. I smile at him and then bury my face in his chest which got me his giggles. He held me.
"Would you take a shower?" I ask him
"Is it necessary? I am too tired Leher." He says sulking
"Exactly, to get rid of the tiredness, a shower would be the best." I tell him while I draw stars on his chest with my finger.
"Star" he says out of the blue which made me look at him.
"You drew a star just now here" he said pointing to his chest and I smile.
"C'mon, go and take a shower, we need to sleep. It's 2:00 AM Yoon." I said dragging him to the bedroom and once we were inside, I pushed him in the bathroom and closed the door.
"You are so mean. You should have not kissed me back there if you wanted me to take the shower first. I want you to kiss me again once I come out." He says from behind the door and I blush like crazy. I felt butterflies marathon in my belly. I jump on the bed and tuck myself under the duvet, start reading the book that was resting in my bag. I was so into the book, slow burn it is, I did not realize the time and suddenly I felt the mattress dip beside me. I look at him and he snatches the book from my hands.
"What are you reading?" He takes a peek inside the book and read one line, "Rhett is breathless too, back to staring at me" - Flawless by Elsie Silver , and he looks at me, "WHAT ARE YOU READING?" he puts the book on the side table while I cover my face with my palms, "They were just faking a kiss." I said to which he said, "Oh! Can we have a real one?" and I pull the duvet over my head, yelled a no. He pulls the duvet back and leans in, "Did you miss me?" he asks brushing my hair away from my face, I blink and nodded in response, "Did you?" and he leans in to kiss my forehead. His lips lingered for a while on my forehead while his hands rest on jaw, "I missed you so fucking much." I held his hand which was resting on my jaw, pulled his palm to my lips and kissed it, "Come here." I patted on my arm for him to put his head and sleep. His eyes are screaming and begging for him to sleep, he smiles and buries his face in the crook of my neck, wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer. He placed a soft kiss on my neck before his breathing is even and he is asleep. I kept caressing his hair while my chin rests on his head. He snuggles closer and he is warm.
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It Feels Like a Dream! (BTS Yoongi FF)
FanfictionHe snakes his hand around my waist and pulls me back to the couch. His fingers move a little around my waist to firm his grip and I cannot breathe as I am looking at him. This close proximity is not what I was asking for but it's dizzying that we ar...
