Taken in

Flirting?

After a hard day filming, we all divvied up the car rides. I said I’d ride with kitty, and Shannon would get to go with Jaehyo in his car. The other two girls sort of kept switching, due to not being able to figure out who was their favourite.

When we got back to the house, Shannon had come up with yet another kooky game for us to play. And again, I had no interest in playing. Though if it was anything like her last game, it would end up with myself and kitty making out.

“Okay, boys and girls, I was talking to Megan today and we started wondering, who is the better flirter?”

“You can’t be serious,” I muttered under my breath.

“So, each of you will have to woo a certain one of us. Now, as none of you know us as well, you will all be testing your skills on Jessika.”

“Oh hell no!” I shouted. “I am not getting in the middle of this.” I started to leave the room, but Megan yanked me back and shoved me into an armchair.

“Oh yes you are,” Shannon announced. “Okay, who’s first?”

Since the boys were, well, boys, they all had to prove they were superior. This meant a battle to the flirting death, and kitty would be watching it all. Pyo looked over at kitty, and they stared at each other for a minute.

“I’ll go. I think you’ll find that I will win anyway, so let’s get this over with,” Jaehyo said loudly, walking over to me. I cringed, trying to crawl back in my chair. He perched on the arm of the chair, then looked into my eyes. I looked up at him, casting glances to kitty, who looked awkward.

“You don’t have to do this,” I tried to say to Jaehyo, but Shannon interrupted.

“Uh, yes he does!” I think she was just enjoying watching Jaehyo work his magic. Too bad it was on me.

He took his hand and lifted my chin up to look at him, and I blushed involuntarily. He then trailed his hand to my ear and tucked my hair away, tickling my ear. I giggled, and I saw kitty stiffen in his chair across the room. I cleared my throat.

Jaehyo then leaned into my ear and whispered two words, and I couldn’t help but blush harder.

“Naneun algoissda.” It translated to ‘I know’. And I knew that he was talking about kitty. “Go with it,” he then whispered. I did as he said, going along with it.

He then came close to my face and planted a kiss on my cheek, and attached his hand to mine. When he stood, I went with him, and he started to lead me out of the room.

“Ladies, I think we have a winner,” I said breathlessly, following Jaehyo. They all giggled and started bouncing, so Jaehyo lead me into the kitchen.

“How did you know?” I asked him as soon as we were out of earshot.

“It’s obvious. You are all over each other, all except the kissing. You’re keeping it quiet, but not very well,” he smiled. “If the people in there believe that you have a thing for me, you will get away with Yukwon.”

“Thank you,” I breathed.

“No problem. Now, I am going to go to my room, and you go to Yukwon’s. They’ll think we’re in the same room, doing heaven knows what.” Jaehyo winked at me, then stalked off in the opposite direction.

With a beaming smile, I left for kitty’s room and sat on his bed. I then pulled out my phone and texted kitty – “Your room.”

He came in a few moments later, and I was ready for him. As soon as he had the door shut behind him in the dark, I pressed him up against it. I kissed him hard, and he wasted no time in returning it.

“But...Jaehyo?”

“Is on our side,” I finished. “He had this planned. Now stop talking, I’ve wanted to do this all day.”

He kissed me again, and I giggled against his lips. He seemed to want it as much as I did. Again, the heat rose very quickly. There were tongues battling, hands stripping clothes off, and then I felt the bed again. I laid back on it, feeling the cool covers touch my bare back, excepting my bra. My hands pushed through his hair, right through to the back of his head. I then flipped us over so that I was on top of him, then kissed down his neck. Now it was my turn to give him a love bite.

I started to suck on his neck, kissing it with my tongue at the same time. He groaned loudly, then muffled it.

“I’m so glad you left England,” he mumbled, tangling his fingers in my hair.

“Me too,” I whispered as I started to kiss down his chest. “It seems even worse now, knowing that you are here.” I ran my hands ahead of my lips, feeling each part of his chest and torso. He arched his back into my touch.

“I’ll always be with you,” he mumbled.

I laughed dryly. “I wish you’d been there sooner, at this rate. Then atleast it would have been special.”

It slipped out.

“What are you talking about, chicken?” he asked me with concern in his voice.

Ah, shit. I never wanted this to come up. Never.

“Nothing, babe,” I mumbled against his chest, moving down to his six pack. Again he moaned, but this time he stopped it sooner.

“Are you sure? You can tell me.”

I stopped in my tracks, moving up to meet his lips. I didn’t want to talk about it. Not because it was with kitty or because we were in the middle of something, but because it brought up awful memories that even cuddling couldn’t help. I kissed him passionately, trying to tell him to shut up. I couldn’t tell him what happened. I couldn’t tell anyone. Well, only Shannon knows. And that’ s because she walked in on it.

“I know,” I mumbled against his lips, “it’s honestly not worth talking about.”

He then suddenly pulled away with concern and worry plain on his face. “What is it, chicken?”

I did really want him to know, but I also didn’t. He would treat me so differently if he knew. People always do.

“You don’t want to know.”

“If you don’t want to tell me, I understand. But that’s what I’m here for – for you to tell things to me. I want you to be happy.”

“I know you do, and I love you for that, but it’s in the past now anyway. It’s only when I talk about it that it comes popping up. There’s no sense in bringing up the past.”

“It seems to be troubling you?”

“Of course it fucking troubles me,” I laughed without humour, then immediately felt bad about swearing at kitty. “I’m sorry, kitty. It just brings back bad memories.”

“Is it part of the reason you left England?”

“Well yes, but no. He moved after it happened anyway, and I don’t know where to. But it still happened in England.”

“What did, sweetie?” Yukwon shifted closer to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me to him. I felt a tear roll down my cheek at the mere memory of it.

“My ex-boyfriend David.”