Tender Love {Chanyeol/Jongin} [English Ver.]

~50~

The kiss temperature began to rise, just like their bodies'. Soon, Mirei's dress was on the floor. Chanyeol started kissing her neck, making her let out a moan.

They fell on her bed, him ontop of her. She put her hands under his shirt and tried to take it off, him helping her to then keep on kissing her. From her lips to her neck, and then to her chest.

She made him fall next to her so she could get ontop and take control. He let out a moan when she sat on his bonner, hidden inside his pants and which already wanted to be free. She looked at him with a smirk and kissed his lips, gently biting his lower lip. She drived her hands to the button of his pants, unbuttoning them. . .

That moment, with his eyes closed, someone's image appeared on his head.

Naeun.

He opened his eyes big and his heart began beating faster. No. He couldn't do that. Not with Mirei. He couldn't do that to her.

"S-stop," he asked her taking her off him. He stood up and began putting his pants up while Mirei looked at him confused.

"What happened?" She asked. He looked at her but quickly looked away as he searched for his shirt.

"Please, get dressed." He grabbed her dress and threw it to her. He put his shirt on and Mirei threw her dress away, upset.

"No, Chanyeol!" She exclaimed. He looked at her surprised. "What's wrong with you? Huh? Why did you stop now? You looked like you wanted to."

"I'm sorry," he told her.

"Chanyeol, do you even want to be with me?" She asked quite serious. She had a feeling that he never really liked her how she liked him. She let out a chuckle when he didn't answer. "I knew it." She stood up and put on her dress. "You still like her."

"What?" He looked at her right away when she said that. She faced him with arms crossed. "Who?"

"Naeun! You still like her!" She exclaimed. She sighed when he acted like he was confused. "Come on, Chanyeol. I knew you liked her the day I went out with you and your friends for the first time. And when you started being apart from them I found it weird. Also, you've never told me the reason. I've noticed you don't feel the same as me, and it's because of her. You still like Naeun."

Chanyeol pressed his lips as he felt his blood burn inside of his veins. He stood up and grabbed his jacket.

"I gotta go." He walked to the door, but before he walked out. . .

"Chan," she called him. He stopped in his path but didn't look at her. "Forget about me." She couldn't accept what he had done to her. For respect to herself.

Chanyeol nodded and walked out of the dorm. He rested his back on the wall from the hallway and messed his hair. How could he be so insensitive?

***

"What?!" A tired boy exclaimed after opening the door. "What do you want, Chanyeol?"

"Is Baekhyun here?" He asked. Baekhyun's roommate, Jonghyun, let him in and Chanyeol saw his friend studying on his bed.

Jonghyun sat back on his desk to keep studying. Chanyeol closed Baekhyun's book, threw them to the floor and he sat down in the bed with a sad expression.

"Chanyeol, it's past midnight. What do you want?" Baekhyun asked him.

"I can't stop thinking about her," Chanyeol started saying with his sight focused in the floor.

"About who?" He asked confused.

"She. . . , doesn't get out of my head. I've tried everything. I swear I've tried but it's like she loves living in my head."