i pulled away, breathless yet hurt.
i was only hurt because of the slight chance that jimin thought he had with me.
"are you fucking serious?" i cursed under my breath.
normally, i would have screamed the endless profanities to his face.
"savannah."
"baby~" his mouth was rather close to my ear, whispering that one word that sent me to the moon and back.
'baby'
it slipped from his lips like silk milk.
i had almost collapsed in his presence due to his soft choice of words.
"there's something about our fling.." he started.
i had to take his words into thought.
"that i can't get enough of." he didn't hesitate to take this very moment to look into my eyes.
he was searching.
he was looking for my interests, seeking for an answer.
i felt a bit uncomfortable, blushing at the adoration he took on me.
i pulled away and stared around the kitchen.
he let out a small frustrated huff and inched closer.
he tried speaking again, taking my hands into his.
"look at me, please." he pleaded.
his damp wet hands lingered on my skin.
the feeling of his touch was so agonizing.
i needed more, more of his touch.
his hand moved to my cheek as i leaned closer to him.
"she was nothing, i was hungover."
a scoff full of ignorance left my lips.
i pulled away once more.
"unbelievable." i spat, folding my arms and shifted my weight onto one leg.
"i was upset the night before so i let the alcohol wash my feelings away-"
he paused and licked his lips.
those lips, the very set of flesh that was once on mine.
"i got drunk over you." he breathed out.
i hesitated.
what do you say when the man you've grown fond of mentions that he had a hell of a intake of alcohol over you and the next morning he wakes up to fuck another girl?
i guess you say nothing.
because that's what i did.
and it was painful to not speak up, but what can i say?
give him a taste.
