diphylleia grayi • jimin

Our Last Second Chance

Contains sexual scenes.

❝A plant toxin is any substance reduced by plants that is similar in its properties to extra cellular bacterial toxins.❝

15/10/2016

Seoya's P.O.V

There is this thing with second chances; they are not always easily given, even in my case when there was no reason for blaming someone at all.

But there is also this thing with issues; they could alter your life in so many ways. They could give you benefits, because people would- why so ever- pity or envy you. On the other side they could give you the most terrible disadvantages you could think of.

My issue wasn't love; but that served as a perfect example apart from all others I could mention.

"Seoya."

I jumped as his voice echoed through his small room, the cup filled with water slipping from in between my hands. It's content spilled right onto my dress, the cold making a shiver run down my spine.

"Thanks for scaring me, idiot." I huffed, turning around and glaring up at the joy who was standing behind the door, only his head peeking inside the room.

"Thanks for existing, stupid."

With a small laugh and a smile dancing on his lips he entered his room, closing the door behind his back. "Did you sleep well?"
He came closer and pecked my forehead sweetly, his lips lingering on their spot on my skin for a few seconds before our eyes locked.

I nodded silently, putting my arms around his waist as he was still standing, whereas I was sitting down. As I buried my head in his shirt, he must have noticed that I needed comfort and especially him. Right then, I wanted to enjoy those seconds of no scary thoughts for as long as they would last.

Because I had a feeling this would be our last second chance. The toxin of the flower was slowly intensifying, I could feel it in my every bone even though I have never ever come into contact with it.

His lips landed on my cheek, right beside my lips, as he slouched down in the bed next to me. His hands were placed on my thighs were my dress ended above my knees, his fingers playing with the hem of the wet clothing.
"You don't want to catch a cold wearing that, do you?"

I shook my head in response and he smiled smugly once again, his eyes closing as his slender fingers got entangled in the material, slowly pulling it up my thighs.

I felt a rush of something- pleasure, maybe the toxin spreading through my body- as his soft fingers glided over my skin, covering it in goosebumps at the same time. I closed my own eyes in satisfaction as he slowly pulled the dress up my torso, leaving me with nothing but undergarment and the trace of his thin fingers on my skin.

"I love you, Seoya." He whispered, before his lips landed on mine once again, moving in a perfect sync as I sat on his lap with my legs around his body.

"He hates you, Seoya." Ignore. "He despises you with all his guts." Ignore.

He slowly takes his own clothing off as he keeps on covering my whole body in open mouth kisses, the heat in my head intensifying; similar to the toxin that, literally, intoxicated me magically.

"I-" I mouth in between one of his kisses, his lips trailing down my jaw before his tongue slit across my collarbone. "I love you too, Jimin."