Lethal || k.nj & l.m ✔️

XII

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<< Chapter will include sexual content, read at your own risk >>
There will be a warning before the smut
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Lalisa's POV

I look around cautiously down the hall, looking for BamBam's room. When I'm in front of his room I look down at what I'm wearing, baggy sweats, and a T-shirt. Great, I look hot. Not. I'm about to knock on the door when it swings open. "Lalisa." He says, my heart is pounding. His eyes seem to sparkle at the look of me. He doesn't look down at what I'm wearing even once. "What's up?" He grins, leaning against the door frame, looking at me.

"I wanted to talk to you," I say. "Okay." He nods, he's about to step out of the room. "In private." I say, setting my hand on his chest. He slowly blinks. "Come on in then." He lets me walk into his room, it's much smaller than my room. His bed is nicely made and the room is spotless, I guess they're trained to be like that. "What was it that you needed to talk to me about?" He asks. My heart pounds every time he takes a step.

He's wearing a black buttoned-up shirt and slacks. "About.." I start. He sits next to me on the bed, like.. when I mean next to me. I mean NEXT to me, like.. no room. "Us." I finally say. He searches my face. "What about us?" He asks. "I've been thinking a lot about you lately." I confess to him. He sits there and looks at me, "More than I usually had." I face him fully. "I've been thinking about all that's happening, and don't think any sort of relationship would work between us. It's against the rules and Namjoon won't have it. He seems overprotective over all of you." I tell him, but he says nothing.

"And I don't want either of us to have the heartbreak of losing each other if something happens." I tell him. "Then if you want to leave it at that... I just have one request." He tells me, his eyes look different now. I stare at him, waiting for him to request. "Let me kiss you." He whispers, and it's like my breathing was malfunctioning. I don't know how to breathe, then it was like something snapped in my body in less than a second. I lean forward and press my lips against his. He's gentle, as I expected.

BamBam has always been that sweet and tender kid, which may be the reason I was so attracted to him. No, the reason why I'm still attracted to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and I feel his arms wrap around my body. At one point in this slow kiss, our tongues found each other in one another's mouths. I run my fingers in his thick hair, deepening the kiss. I could feel all my emotions igniting inside me. I don't want to lose him, I don't want to be alone. I slowly pull him against me as I lay back on his nicely made bed.

He doesn't hover over me though, he stays next to me. He slowly pulls away from me. He stares at my face and he looks sad to see that I'm crying. "What's wrong?" He whispers, wiping my tears away but they keep running down my cheeks. "We just found each other, I don't want to lose you again," I whisper back. His fingers slowly run through my hair. "Tomorrow isn't promised, not even the rest of today as promised. It's only right for us to spend as much time together as possible." He tells me. I shut my eyes and turn my face into his hand that touches my hair.

I can't stop these stupid tears that leak from my eyes. I feel his lips on my head before he wraps his arms around me tightly. I bury my face in his neck, he smells clean. I feel him shift his head, "I've always loved you Lalisa.." he says in my ear, making me cry more. "Please stop crying." He sounds choked up. He lifts his head and looks at me again. "I don't want to remember your face like this, sad and wet." He wipes my tears again, I chuckle a bit at his words through my quiet sobs.

"I want to remember you being happy, smiling." His eyes look glossy and I force myself to stop crying. I use my hands to gently hold his face. "Then kiss me.." I whisper. He leans into me and our lips touch again, I'd never want to forget it. Even if God doesn't love me.. or He doesn't care about me... I still want to pray to Him. I pray that if I die in the end, He will give BamBam the strength to move on. There's a knock at the door and we quickly pull away from each other. "BamBam, you still asleep? Namjoon got some great news." BamBam and I sit up quickly.