Cassie Smith is known as the good senior in class who gets good grades and follows the rules. Or at least that's the image she works hard to maintain. However every Friday night she sneaks out of her house to sing and perform music at a local restau...
Feelings of doubt crept into my mind as the time for me to leave drew closer. I was about to give my all to someone I had only known for a couple months. Yet, these past couple of months have been some of the best days of my life. He seemed to know me better than I even knew myself. As scary as that was at first, there's no other way I would want to have it now.
I reached over and touched the small, circular button on the bottom of my phone to check the time. 11:50 p.m. It was time for me to make my move for the door. I got up and grabbed my black leather jacket from my desk chair. Flipping my hair up from underneath the jacket, I took a good look at myself in the mirror. My dark-brown hair fell into place midway down my back. My caramel skin glowed thanks to all the moisturizing I did after shaving in the shower, including areas I thought I'd never thought I had to worry about maintaining until recently. I pulled my blue jeans up awkwardly at the thought. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed my phone and cracked the door open to my bedroom, even though I was sure that my parents were asleep by now. As I crept towards the stairs, I paused outside of my parents' bedroom door. The soft snores I heard from within let me know it was safe to continue.
The moment I got outside I sighed in relief. My nerves continued to rise however, as I walked up the street towards his house. Calm down. You've made up your mind that this is what you want. I finally reached the front of his house and my legs were shaking uncontrollably. Somehow, I made my made up to the walkway to the door. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in. You got this. I reached out and rang the doorbell. Before the last chime could ring through the air, the door flung open.
Suddenly my legs weren't shaking anymore.
There in front of me stood the most gorgeous man I had ever laid eyes on, wearing only a pair of shorts and a towel slung around his neck. His pale skin glistened as water droplets fell from his wet, short black hair, down his chest and abs. Heat rose up through my face and body as his dark-brown eyes stared at me intensely.
"Yoongi," I managed to breathe out. A smirk played at the corner of his soft, pink lips.
"You're right on time." The deep, smooth and calmness of his voice, usually so soothing, seemed to only fuel the fire growing within me.
He took a few steps forward until there was no longer any space between us. He grabbed my chin and raised it up until I was looking in his eyes.
"You realize you are giving me permission to indulge in you tonight if you step through these doors." He raised one eyebrow as if he was halfway expecting me to change my mind. Hell, I was too.
But there was something growing within me that was giving me courage. Courage that I only felt when I was around him. I smiled, "Then I guess we'd better go in then."
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