Our Love Story | Kim Seokjin

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so wrong yet so right

I thought I was the only who was insane but he was also out of his mind. He deepened the kiss once he tilted his head. I tried to push him away because he seemed like he forgot who I was in his life.

"Please Wendy, for today..." he breathed out once he pulled away the kiss. I was under his spell; his eyes had bewitched me and all I did was nodding my head.

Then we headed back home—I remembered that he was driving so fast to arrive at my flat. It was as if we were rushing—I mean, we were in a hurry. We were true sinners that only cared about our lusts and feelings.

As soon we entered my room, quickly he closed the door and locked it. He then held my waist and pushed me to the door. I stared into his eyes as it was filled with pure lust and desire.

I inhaled the air before he pressed his lips on mine. It wasn't normal but I kissed him back and no one knows how elated I got. His tongue slid inside my mouth and I let him explored.

He pulled away to breath while staring at my sweating face. I didn't realise it was dark until he pulled his suit and unbuttoned his white shirt. I had never imagined myself in a moment like that and it just made me shamelessly wet.

"I'm guessing that you never experience—"

"Isn't it obvious?" I cut him off out of a sudden and just chuckled in a sexy way. I hate to admit that he made me eager.

His shirts were already on the floor and I could see his body clearly even without the light. I blinked my eyes with a gulped of my saliva. He held my hand and squeezed it slowly.

"I know this is wrong..." he hugged me to calm me down but my heart evaluated again when he unzipped my dress. "I'm really sorry, love."

The dress dropped on the floor after he slid the straps from my shoulder. "You know, this is really wrong—" he ignored me with another kiss and then he slowly pushed me on the bed.

I stopped him with my hands on his cheeks. "I know, okay? I'm just scared and confused..." he whispered breathlessly. He kissed my forehead and smiled sweetly. "It's not like you have feelings for me, right?"

From that moment, I shattered in my own misery—was he using me for his lustful thoughts?

"I'm sorry..." he whispered with his eyes closed. "I wasn't thinking straight..." he sighed before standing up away from me.

I assumed that he missed his girlfriend and wanted to spend his birthday with her. "Well, are you going to leave me here almost naked?" I asked boldly. He looked at me in confusion. "Come here and sleep with me."

I sat up straight and moved a little to make space for him. "Are you sure?" he asked as he sat down beside me. "I might take advantage of you..." he cheekily said with a mischievous smirk.

"Oh but what if I take advantage of you instead," I whispered near to his ear with a wink at the end. We shared the same gaze before we burst into a loud laugh. I pulled my blanket to cover our shirtless body. "Let's go to sleep—"

My eyes widen when he suddenly pulled me into a hug. It felt so weird (and great) to hug his bare body. "I'm really glad to have you as my best friend..." he said before resting his head on my shoulder.

I caressed his hair and hugged him tighter. "Me too," I lied. I was never glad to be his best friend because it hurts to keep my feelings.

He tangled his fingers with my hair. "You know...I have something to tell you..." I hummed softly to let him continue. "I want become Peter Pan!"