~Troubled Soul~ (Jinson//Jackjin)

8. 💙

- Well... So... Jackson... - I look down trying to change the subject.

- Yes, sweetheart? - He whispers with an alluring smile. OH HELL NO.

- Don't call me that. - I look at him furious but he keeps on smiling.

- What, darling? - Oh God, is he trying to get killed today?

- STOP. IT. - I groan. I swear, I'm about to punch him.

- Stop what, honeybunch? - He isn't scared at all, he looks completely amused and it makes me even more enraged.

- Jackson... Come on... You're so annoying. - I groan one last time.

- Fine... - he sighs but keeps on smiling. - ... Princess. - I roll my eyes and stand up, leaving the money on the table and I try to leave but he grabs my arm. - Yah Jinyoung, I'm sorry... You're just too cute when you're angry. - I look at him still angrily.

- Trust me, I look way cuter when I'm quiet. - I wiggle out of his grip. A smirk's painted on his face as he leaves the money on the table before getting close to me. Before he could whisper something into my ear I start getting out of the restaurant and he follows me pouting.

- So... What are we up to? - I ask without looking at him.

- Hum... So... We could eat some ice-cream...? - He looks at me. Actually, I was expecting much worse of an answer.

- Yeah, that's a good idea. Look there's an ice-cream shop over there. - I point at the other side of the road and he nods, so we cross the road, enter the shop and get two ice-creams: vanilla flavor for me and strawberry for him. We start strolling while eating.

- Wow it tastes so good. - I say after having licked a little bit of it and he doesn't answer so I turn around to face him and realize he has an evil smirk on his face so I roll my eyes. - Come on... You're impossible. - He shrugs his shoulders and continues licking his ice-cream. I look at him while he's looking down at his ice-cream, I don't know why but I direct my glance at his lips. I can't help but stare at them. I remember how soft our kiss was, I remember the feeling of his warm tongue dancing together with mine. He notices it and he bites his lower lip before going on licking his ice-cream, deliberately in a sexy way. I look away slightly blushing.

OH COME ON. How come a person so unbearable, so cheeky, so... like him... has this effect on me? This is crazy. He is crazy. And he's starting to drive me crazy as well...

He looks at me biting his lips. Then goes on licking his ice-cream normally as if nothing happened.

- Jackson... - I look at him and our eyes meet.

- Huh? - he mumbles while finishing his food.

- Why do you have to be like that? I mean... - I look down at my hands. - You don't know me, and I don't know you... And you're acting just as if you don't care about it at all... You're not even embarrassed, you're not even afraid of how I could react to anything you sa- - he interrupts me.

- That's not true... I'm just ready to face anything you'll say. - he smiles. His expression is so kind now, almost reassuring. This guy's incredible...  He goes from 0 to 100 in no time and it's driving me insane. - Besides, the more I talk to you, being... set's say... spontaneous, the more you could begin to get comfortable with me. Like... Maybe, I'm just trying to... You know... Break the ice... - I must say... It's an interesting kind of insane...

- So you're telling me you're acting like a crazy person who's only trying to get in my pants, just to "break the ice"? - I look at him.

- Hum - he looks at his hands. - No, actually, I'm not acting. - he looks up at the sky with a pensive expression on his face while I look at him as if I was about to scold him but then I smile.

- I still haven't found the right word in my dictionary to describe you. Really, they should make another one up, just for you. - he laughs and I finish my ice-cream.

- What an honour. - He bows and we both laugh. We stop in front of a playground and we decide to enter and sit on a bench. This place is quiet and, for the first time in forever, I can't say that's because I'm alone. I take a deep breath and smile then I look at him.

- By the way Jackson, you honestly haven't told me much about yourself...- he looks... surprised?

- You're right... - he laughs and starts telling me about him. So apparently he really is Chinese, he lives alone in a huge house near the station, while his family lives in China. He works for a travel agency but only twice a week and he had already told me about his dream. He's basically good at everything and has a bunch of hobbies and interests. Needless to say he's gay and his family and friends are completely fine with it, apparently I'm the only one here who cares about the fact that it's illegal...

We just talk, for hours and hours, we laugh, we smile. We have what everyone could call a "good time". Something I've definitely been missing for a long time in my life. I'm just happy, I feel good right now, I feel like I've found some kind of peace in my anguished existence, although it's just for a moment.

Yes, I found my peace by losing myself in those kind big brown eyes, those soft lips speaking sweet nothings who end up making me smile. I found a peace so different from the one I thought I was looking for. I found a peace that makes my lips curve into a smile, my eyes shine, my heart beat faster and that finally makes me feel alive. I found my peace, and its name is Jackson.

Before we notice it, it's getting late. Jackson looks at the time and rolls his eyes.

- What? - I ask confused.

- It's 5 p.m. I have online work to do, I'm afraid I'll have to get home now. - he says with a sorrowful face. Ugh, I actually don't want him to leave...

- Yah, it's okay, we'll... meet again... if you want to. - I say and his eyes are shining while he's looking at me, then he slightly smirks before standing up, his gaze is hypnotizing, I've definitely never seen anything quite like this before.

- Unless you want to come home with me... You know you're welcome... You might... Help me out as well... - I look down... Come on... The smirk on his lips tells me perfectly what he's talking about, and he's not talking about his online work. I stand up looking at him with a blank expression. - You see... Despite everything...-  With a slick move he encloses my hips and brings my face just a few inches apart from his. - The fact that you always get it when I'm talking dirty to you, proves that you might be low-key dirty minded as well. - He smirks and deeply stares into my eyes. God, our faces are so close I can see all of the flaws he doesn't have. I blush so hard at his words and at his petrifying look and he bites his lips looking at mine. Oh God, help, I don't think I can take this...