car park

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Finally managing to get all your groceries and junk into the car, you drag the wobbly trolley to the collection point. You look around, noticing how strange it is that the mall is empty on a Thursday. You frown, walking away. Two hands cover your eyes and you jump in surprise before calming down as you realise who it is.

"G/N, you scared me!"

"Oh, sorry. What are you doing here?"

"Late night shopping. You?"

"Looking for you."

"Wha-"

You're cut off when his lips connect with yours. Warmth bursts through your body. His hand cup your face, the other one pushing your neck up. His tongue begs for entrance and you, shockingly, let him in. He pushes you up against your car and he keeps on going, not caring if anyone's watching.

He pulls back, breathless. You bite on his bottom lip, watching as his eyes turn a shade darker. The action makes you want more.

"I need you, Y/N."

You motion to your car, smiling suggestively. He nods.

The both of you are lucky that no one was there to witness what went down at the car park that night.

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