26. Aliah(2)

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"Jotne. Because I love you too."

The man who loved me leaned in close and kissed me; first on the nose, then my cheek and finally on my lips. I could feel the tears coming again and I held them in so that I could enjoy the kiss he was giving me. This, I thought with my heart beating a mile a minute, was intimacy. Without anything extremely physical, KiBum had managed to give me everything that I had ever lacked from my ex. He was kind, caring, and genuinely loved me.

I could never doubt KiBum's feelings; this kiss between us was saying it all. And when I would have continued until the kiss became something worth going into the bedroom for, I felt his lips go slack against mine. I opened my eyes and saw his head lolling to the side, his mouth open and eyes closed. A deep snore made his whole body shudder and I gasped in shock. Had he really just fallen asleep in the middle of kissing me?!

Feeling both amused and slightly dejected, I laid KiBum out on the sofa and covered him with his usual blankets. With a last kiss to his cheek, I walked into my bedroom and found my own sleep.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon and I thought that I should wake up KiBum. He hadn't moved at all since last night, but I was worried that he needed some food more than sleep. He was looking thin again and I didn't like it when his face was drawn so tight. I kneeled down beside the sofa and began shaking his shoulder gently.

"Sweetie, wake up. It's getting late," I whispered.

With a heavy groan KiBum came awake slowly, his legs kicking gently under the covers. Next came his arms and they pushed off the blanket that covered him. Finally, he opened his eyes and I smiled at the sleepy and unfocused gaze that greeted me.

"Hey, were you trying to sleep until the new year?" I asked him playfully.

"No, I was just having a really good dream," he said while stretching out his arms to me and I avoided them with a laugh.

"Really, what was it about?"

"You told me you loved me," he said in a cute voice, grabbing my arm and making me fall on top of him.

"Dummy, you know that wasn't a dream," I hit his shoulder while I laughed. "You're so cheesy."

"I'll be cheesy as long as it makes you happy," he said with a kiss to the back of my neck. I shivered in delight but pulled away from him and raised him off the couch with me.

"Let's go KiBum, you need a shower and then food. No more lazing around," I told him firmly. 

"Ne," he said with a groan and a pout as I passed him the clothes that I'd gotten from his suitcase. I had been surprised by how neat it was; it had taken me only a few seconds to put together an outfit for him. It had been even easier to find his underwear that he kept rolled up into tidy little bundles. My face got grew warm as I thought about it and I tried not to imagine him getting in my shower completely naked.

I decided to order some jokbal, the pork dish one KiBum didn't eat often because of his diet, but one that I knew he liked. I added a side of vegetables and rice and it arrived while I waited for him to finish his shower.

KiBum walked out of my bedroom with a towel around his wet hair while I was setting the table for our early dinner. He looked great in the plain dark grey t-shirt and black skinny jeans I'd found for him. Looking down, I noticed his feet and couldn't help but think that even his toes were adorable.

Little strands of his bangs were sticking to his forehead, his cheeks rosy with a blush from the heat of the shower. Overall he looked much healthier then when he first arrived and I finally felt myself breathe steady. I didn't like that KiBum came back from his tours so completely exhausted, but I was very gratified that I could be the one to help him recharge.

We sat down on the floor for our meal and talked about inconsequential things that had happened to each of us while he'd been away. He showed me pictures on his phone from the concert, and of the places he'd been to. I told him about my students, fellow teachers and how overall boring my life was in comparison to his.

He had laughed at that description and claimed that sometimes he wished for a monotonous lifestyle instead of the one he'd chosen. Our talk lasted well into the night, both of us missing the other person to the point that neither of us wanted to be away from each other long. We ended up curled together on the sofa, a movie playing in the background, and slept that way until morning.


When I woke up the next day, it was the afternoon again. Rising before KiBum, I slid out from underneath his arms and headed into my shower, confident that he'd still be asleep when I was done. I took my time in the shower, letting the hot water ease my bunched-up muscles from spending the night on the couch. It had been blissful, being with KiBum like that and had only increased my love for him.

Hearing him tell me that he loved me the day before had opened my eyes to what I had with KiBum. He wasn't afraid to tell me his feelings and he'd never pushed me to make my own growing sentiments into something physical. But after yesterday and last night, I knew that I wanted more from him, and I was determined for it to happen. Despite any interruptions that might take place or any uneasy feelings, I resolved that today I would seduce Kim KiBum.

After I had taken my shower and changed into a champagne colored lace teddy that I had never worn before. I had purchased it a few weeks ago on a solo shopping trip, fooling around with the idea of wearing it for KiBum. I hadn't even told HyoWon about it, embarrassed because of where my thoughts had gone and what they had led me to buy. The thing was scandalous and was barely held together by the satiny ribbons that laced up the sides.
I had a robe on over it and KiBum hadn't seen me in it yet; I hoped that it would surprise him. Going back into the living room, I woke him up with a kiss to the forehead, admiring his high-brow and perfect nose as he roused. KiBum was beautiful and I intended to make him mine, but I had a problem.

I'd never tried seducing anyone before, and I was beyond nervous as KiBum went into the shower and I laid out across my bed.

I had never considered myself sexy and I knew this probably wouldn't end well, but I forced my eyes to lower half way, my lips to look pouty and my body to twist sideways on the bed so that I was in a supine position. I looked over at the full-length mirror across the room and practiced the look I would give him when he left the bathroom, going over sexy phrases to say in my head. I was only halfway prepared when he opened the door suddenly and I had to hastily arrange myself once again, dropping my robe onto the floor. As KiBum walked out of the bathroom, he stopped dead in his tracks in front of the bed and took a minute to look at me in all my glory. It must be working, I thought to myself as he kept staring.


"What are you trying to do?", KiBum said finally cocking his head to the side.

"What do you mean? I'm trying to look sexy. Can't you tell?" saying my last statement in what I thought was a sultry tone.

"No, not really. I thought you might be constipated," he said with a loud laugh.

I jerked up from my position on the bed, my face heating up.

"That's not funny KiBum. See if I try it again!" I sulked in anger as he tried to pull me close to him.

"Come on Lia, don't be mad, I was only joking."

"I'm not mad at you. I'm irritated with myself; I'm just not sexy." I reached for my glasses on the night stand but KiBum stopped my hand with his.

"Jagiyah, to me you're always sexy. You never have to be more than yourself to turn me on. Just tell me; is this what you want?"

He moved my hand to his chest and ran it down over his abdomen and then even lower, resting above his jean covered lap. My breath caught in my throat but I nodded all the same. He rose up from the bed, giving me a small smile as he looked me over again.

"You were definitely sexy," he told me and my face heated at his words.








A/N: Ahh!!! Lol the next part is coming soon, not to worry :) Make sure to leave lots of comments and please check out my Kpop Imagines as I will be taking requests.

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