addicted ↭ kth ; jjg

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[jjg]

I called his name. He turns around to look at me, biting his lips in the process. I asked him why he's always looking out the window with the orange curtain. He grins, showing off a fang. And I fell in love once again, starting to like every move he does. And here I realize I have nothing to be afraid of. What he may have done to me, it wasn't him. Because him is what I've been staring at: him with the spark on his eyes, him with a smile on his face, him who is perfect, and not him who is angry, not him who is scary, not him who has lost all self control.

"Don't fantasize over me like that. I know I'm hot and thankfully, I did not attempt to read your mind."

I hit him playfully in his arm strong enough, but he still has not stopped his laughter. I looked at him unamused and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Okay, I'll stop now. Anything for you, babe."

I tried my hardest not to feel flushed, but the look he's giving me is just not something I could disregard. He's staring right at me. Those blues I got lost into. Then he smiles.

"I love it here," he says. I raised my eyebrows. "I mean, I love this curtain." Pointing at the curtain, he looks so happy, like a child with a bright smile, with no worries inside.

"Just like the color of the sun. It's so beautiful." He purses his lips and stares down, but looks at me back again with a big smile. "That's why I bought this instead. So I just have to look at this when sunlight strikes. It still hurts, but not as much. Ah, how I love this." And suddenly, he embraces the soft fabric.

I understand how he feels, so I asked him if we could go eat something. He must have been feeling bad. I wonder how he managed to accept himself. And how I did, too.

"Can we stay here a bit longer?" I smiled at him. We both look at the see-through curtain and out the window. The sun is setting, and the light hitting our skin is so warm. He is so warm.

[myg]

"Yoong hyung, come on! Stop avoiding me already!"

Ah, how irritating. Only if it isn't his voice I hear I would really not hesitate shutting his mouth with tape. I'm not angry at him or anything, I just want him worrying over me and following me around to see how far he can go. He has been pestering me nonstop, asking for forgiveness and trying to act cute.

"Aish! I hate you already!"

I looked over my shoulder to see him seated on the floor, already wearing a frown. And slowly, I walked to him and lowered myself.

"What was that, huh?"

"Go away, hyung, you're scaring me."

"What was that, Jim?"

"I'm only kidding, hyung. You know me, hehe."

He lowered his gaze from me and I clutch onto his shirt and he seems to be baffled at my action. I pull him up and carefully lick his neck. A yelp came out of his sinful lips.

"Hyung, stop."

"Why won't you just push me away, baby?"

My lips went over to his and I swear they are the sweetest thing I've ever tasted. I locked him in my arm and one of my hands made its way to his stomach and he fell on his back.

"Shit hyung, not here."

"Then where do you want to?"

It wouldn't be bad making out on a hallway, would it? At least not for me.

"Just not here."

"Unfortunately for you, I get what I want."

"I really hate you."

[kv]

"What's that?" Suddenly, I hear unknown noises I couldn't cope on.

"What?" Jungkook asked. We are both inside my room, playing cards. I tried building a house with it while he shows me some magic.

"Can't you hear that, Jeo—oh..."

"What?!" He got up and hovered over me, my house of cards shattering but I don't mind. "Stop scaring me!"

"No, silly. I can hear them."

"Hear who?"

"Yoongi and Jimin."

"How respectful of you." He rolled his eyes so hard at me. I like it when he does that. "Hyung, look at this!"

"Wait sush! Oh, my God."

"What are you hearing? What are they doing?"

"Oh, you wouldn't wanna know."

"Just tell me." He sent me a glare but I just kept my grin on, trying to focus on the sounds I'm hearing. "I'm leaving."

"Don't even try to, Jeon." And just like the good boy he is, he sat back down. But he has the pout that turns me on even more. It really isn't helping me a bit. "If you insist then I'll show you."

I pushed him down on his back so hard and his eyes had gone wide and I started to hover over him and pin both his arms with my right hand. My other hand on his waist.

"Is this..."

"Yup, let's go further and the episode will be exactly as theirs."

I kissed him ever so passionately, but as seconds pass heat's starting to envelop the both of us. I haven't let go of his hands yet and he's starting to complain. Soon, my hand went down to his pants and I feel him grit his teeth so I stopped my lips to look at him. "Why are your lips so beautiful?"

We were almost to my most awaited scene. In this bed I will have the best of him. Our bodies closely pressed, feeling the great heat we share. My lips against his and my fingers entangled with his, not wanting to ever leave his delicate skin.

"Um, wait, I do not know your name yet, hyung."

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