Let Me Know [ m.y.g ]

22

The warmth of the water that cascaded down her body was soon replaced with the warmth of a soft plush towel she wrapped around her body. A warm shower never failed to settle her mind.

She mentally cursed to herself when she realised that she had forgotten her clothes on the bed; the same bed where she left a napping Kim Jongin. The long day in the park and running from one fast food restaurant to another probably tired him out.

Having Jongin take them to her might be a troublesome, since, first, he was probably still asleep. Second, she could get them herself anyway; and so she tightened her grip on her towel that barely landed on the half of her thigh.

Serin quietly opened the door, sneaking out of the bathroom and ran down the hallway into the room that seemed too far for her liking.

A sigh of relief escaped past her lips when she found the bed empty; the blanket half dangling on the side of the bed.

She shut the door behind her and scurried off, reaching for her clothes when suddenly a pair of arms circled around her waist, nearly pulling her off of her feet.

Jongin pulled her against his chest, chuckling a little when she let out a quiet yelp. "Hi," he whispered, his lips fluttering against her ear making sending a shiver up her spine.

His warm breath brushed over the skin of her neck as he pulled her closer to him, gently resting his head on her shoulder. "You smell good,"

"Sorry, I—uh..." She shifted uncomfortably in his arms. "I had to use your soap... I left mine at my hotel—"

Jongin cut her off with a chuckled and nuzzled her neck, softly poking it with the tip of his nose. "I like it." He breathed against her skin.

Serin held onto his hands, silently hoping he couldn't feel her hands trembling like mad. She tried getting out of his hold but his embrace only grew tighter and tighter until it was impossible for them to get any closer.

The room was silent, only the sound of his breaths accompanied by the constant ticking off the clock filled her ears and it made her anxious once again.

Jongin's hand slithered down to her hips as he pushed against her and let out a labored sigh, "Serin,"

His hot breath was such a great contrast from the seemingly cold and crisp air that it made her sweat cold sweat. Sweat that she wasn't sure of was because it was getting hot or because she was nervous as fuck.

"Serin," He called out.

Serin's breaths grew short and shallow as the times passes. Her body tensed at the feel of his stiffness against her, practically leaving her gasping for oxygen. "W-What are you—"

His hands shuffled and the next thing she knew was that she was pressed against the mattress of his bed. "I want you," He sighed, forehead resting against hers as he shut his eyes.

Some sort of excitement shot through her when she realised the presence of his hot skin against hers; His pyjama pants riding dangerously low on his hips that she felt like she was suffocating.

Jongin's hand gently tugged on the knot of her towel but quickly retreated when her hand gripped over his, somehow weakening the building desire inside of him.

"I want you," He said as if it wasn't obvious already.

His lips crashed against hers, needy and forceful, hard and soft, hot and wet all at the same time that it made her roll her eyes back into her head.

His hand rested on the curve of her hip as hers were clenched around the towel that was already barely covering her body at this point.

Jongin's hands suddenly slipped under the towel, catching her by surprise when she felt his rough hands glide against her skin. "Jongin," She moaned, making the hairs on the back of his neck rise.

It fascinated him how great of an effect she had over him yet she had no idea at all.

His fingers rubbed gentle circles on the skin of her hips, catching a moan that was about to fall out of her lips with his once again, smiling against her as she almost instantly kissed him back.

The air around them grew hot and sweat began dotting his hairline as he ran his hand up and down her side and the other threading through her locks, enjoying how the short strands tickled his fingers.

Jongin harshly tugged on the edges of her towel, leaving her bare right under him. He let out a breath as his hands ran down her sides and under her thighs as he pulled them around his hips.

Serin's eyes were closed as she held on his shoulders for dear life. There was no denying the fact that she was indeed not ready for this, judging by the fact that she knew that her heart was racing because of fear.

"S-Stop it,"

He growled in response and started grinding his crotch against her. "Baby,"

His hands crawled up her body, cupping her head as he planted wet kisses on her collarbones and up her neck, making her moan softly.

"I want you so bad."

Jongin pressed her body against his so hard that there was already a tinge of pain. "Stop!" She whined and pushed against his chest, only having herself pulled against him once again.

His hips rolled against her as he enjoyed the pleasure of the friction on the place where he needed her the most.

His hands grabbed onto the bands of his pants, ready to pull them down when Serin immediately pushed him off of her, grabbing the towel from the floor and wrapping it around her body.

She was out of breath, nervous as hell and scared. "I-I'm not—"

Serin dashed into the bathroom with her duffel bag in her hand. She began packing up her facial necessities, shoving them into the smaller pockets of her bag.

Her heart was beating its way out of her chest and if she doesn't calm down soon, she was sure that it will be the death of her.

Serin quickly put on some clothes and a jacket over her freezing body as she continued packing up the rest of her things.

"Shit," She mumbled as she accidentally dropped her toothbrush on the floor. She picked it up and didn't hesitate at all to throw it directly into the trashcan in the corner.

But something caught her attention.

Something that she was hoping that it isn't what she thought it was.

She took a few steps back, eyes wide in anticipation and confusion.

Inside the trashcan, under the discarded toothbrush was something that made her hear drop down to her stomach as sadness and anger brewed within her.

"Jongin," She called out.

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WWIAIDAKF

WHAT DID SHE FIND IN THE TRASHCAN THAT MADE HER SO..... LIKE THAT?!?!?!

Sorry for not updating for three weeks :(

I've been sooooo stressed and busy with school and I just can't afford to fail

But I wrote this during the past week when i had free time so here~

Hope you guys like it! :)

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