"It was Addicting"
It was a cold but starry night once again as Chanyeol looked up from their usual bench outside the Beauxbatons carriage. He suddenly remembered the time when he used to count them with Krystal when they were younger. He would rant endlessly for not being able to count them all but it was always okay because she would just end up laughing anyway. He was such a bratty kid. He wondered how the hell she was even able to put up with him. Last night was quite a bright night too, though he hadn't really noticed it up until she had to go back to their enchanted carriage.
At first, he was a bit apprehensive of the fact that maybe she wouldn't come. He had caught sight of her yesterday afternoon at the hall. He smiled at her but she had only looked at him with uncertainty and trepidation on her face. It was even as if she was scared of him. All of those doubts, however, had vanished by the time she had shown herself last night. She was a bit late, probably still very indecisive of everything, but he could forgive her for that. There was no time for any awkwardness to occur or small introductions when she arrived. They just stared at each other, as if they were old nomadic people, finally being able to see their own kind. It wasn't awkward to stare at her. She was a pretty sight to behold. In fact, he could do it forever. Well, until they kissed, that is.
He was even pretty sure they had kissed more than talk last night. She was such an eager participant of it too. And it drove him nuts. She was this quaint little prudent girl, but he knew there was just this fire burning inside that frail feature. He could tell it by the way she had kissed him. She had done it with so much passion and fervor that had astounded him. He refused to think about the fact that she had a boyfriend, and maybe she had learnt that with him. Instead, he had focused on her soft supple lips and limber body. He didn't want to take advantage of the situation, but he took every opportunity that he could get. If she didn't want him touching her at a certain way, he would know. He would have had stopped if that happened. She hadn't given him any trace of uncertainty and hesitation, however, so he started on letting loose and fed his craving for her while deepening the kiss and being much bolder than he intended.
It was only when he started kissing her neck that she had all of a sudden pushed him away. That was when he knew that she had never done anything like this before. He would never forget the way she looked that night.
She looked very flushed, almost glowing with the heat from her skin. Her labored breathing made her chest rise up and down from her ruffled coat covered nightdress, as if teasing him to feel them. Her slightly opened swollen lips were crimsoned as it shined over the dimly lit surroundings. She had very fiery curious eyes, almost as if she was a scientist who just discovered something amazing but dangerous at the same time. She was too beautiful that he couldn't look away, but she also looked like the most conflicted girl in the world. Curiosity but also guilt was etched so perceptibly on her innocent crimsoned face. When he tried to ask her what's wrong, she just told him that she needed to go. Before she could get inside, however, he told her that he was going to wait for her the same time the following night again. She didn't answer him, but he would wait for her again, anyway.
And now, he was here, trying to muse over her reaction last night. He couldn't corner her and talk to her earlier this day because she was always with that overprotective brother of hers, so he decided to just wait for her outside her carriage, wishing so hard that his kisses were enough for her to come out and see him again. He took out his pocketwatch which informed him that it was already a quarter to eleven. He had been waiting here for almost an hour already. He could feel his heart thrumming inside his chest as he rubbed his aching temple a little. He just couldn't figure out her sometimes, but he knew it would really crush him if she wouldn't see him today. In fact, he was even thinking of getting inside the carriage by any means just to get to her and… kiss her. He just wanted to kiss her again. If she didn't want him touching her, then it was alright. He would stop himself; just as long as she'd let him kiss her.
