Fanart (EXO fanfic)

Chapter 20

Fanart
Chapter 20
Spraying our colors

"Baek." I whispered his name one night. He was laid down, his head in the crook of my neck. It was pitch black, quiet and peaceful. He stayed the night again. It's been like this since the last week. I couldn't let him go.

He only hummed in response. He sighed and gripped onto my waist. "I'm not leaving yet." He replied quietly. He moved against me. I felt the touch of his nose skim my chest. "I don't want to go home yet." He said even lighter.

"You have to." I replied. He always has to leave before sunrise to make sure he isn't seen at all. I hate it when he leaves. I sighed and tilted my cheek onto his head.

"I don't care." He replied.

"I do."

He abruptly turned and leaned over me. "Do you really want me to leave?" I could see the outline of his face even in the dark. He was really close.

I tried to keep my breathing steady. "I-" I tried to respond before he bent down and smothered his lips onto my own. No words were spoken. Just heat pulled us in. I felt his hand grab onto my waist.

When we detached, I felt his lips run along my jaw. I gasped when they touched my neck. My arm reached over and my fingers fisted into his shirt.

His skin skimmed my stomach under my shirt. I didn't want him to stop. He paused and dropped his eyes to me. Then he pulled away for sure. We didn't say anything. We both knew it was too early.

I was happy enough just being with him. When we woke up that morning, he had his arms wrapped around my frame. The light casted over the sheets. His hand gripped onto mine.

It was enough for me.

"Good morning." He whispered when he felt my movement. I turned to him. I smiled.

"Morning." I replied.

He kissed me softly. "You're beautiful." He said. His eyes falling over me. I turned my head down as I pulled the blankets closer to my chest.

"Stop it. " I blushed. He chuckled and kissed me.

"It's true." A long silence came over us.

"A couple months isn't that long." I tried to reason.

"Nah, nah, it's like only 4 one month periods. 16 weeks." He said. I pursed my lips.

"Yeah 4 one month periods." I repeated. It still seemed so long.

"It's doable." He agreed.

"We'll talk everyday." I added.

"We'll video chat." He continued.

"It's doable." I repeated. He took my hand again and pulled it into the air.

"Of course it is." He looked over our entwined hands. "Kyo, get up." He said after a moment. I looked to him as he sat up and pulled me with him. He grabbed his clothes. "Get dressed." He said as he pulled on his own clothes.

I pulled something quickly on. I got ready without an idea of what was happening. It was still early. "Where are we going?" I asked, my breath hitching as he pulled my hand.

"Somewhere." He held the car door open for me when we got outside. "Trust me, it'll be okay." He said with a twinge of a smile on his lips.

I nodded, still unsure of everything, but I have to trust him. "You worry me." I sighed.

"When do I not?" He laughed and began to drive. I rolled my eyes and turned to the window. I watched the trees slide by.

"So how's the song?" I asked. He talked about how practice was extensive and annoying. He was getting to be whiny about it.