The Childhood Friend || Kim Namjoon ✔️

Chapter 26: Answer To Her Tears

He pauses, fully turning on his side and gazes at me intensely, surprise gleaming there. Resting on his forearm, he reaches up to pull out his headphones and tosses them someplace else on his bed. During all of this, his eyes don't leave mine once.

He slowly sits up on the edge of his bed and stalks towards me. His eyes are full of admiration and passion, sadness and curiousity, temptation and loneliness, lust and love. And all I can do is sit and wait, wait for him to do something, anything.

Once he reaches me, he stops and searches my eyes for something. I'm captivated, completely vulnerable in this moment.

Then his hand reaches up to my face, gently brushing my cheek to tuck a strayed hair from my ponytail. I feel my face heat up, fully knowing that I'm now blushing.

He smiles at my reddened cheeks and runs his thumb over the apple of them. "You always blushed when I did that." he speaks humorously with a hint of admiration in his voice.

I slowly lean into his hand and enjoy the moment. This is the only time I'll have this and I want it. My eyes flutter chest as I feel my long lashes brush my skin.

His other hand gently cups my jaw and cheek, caressing the sensitive skin. I smile in satisfaction of his touch. Only he can make me feel this way. He's only ever been the only one who has.

"So beautiful." he mutters. I cup his hand in mine and pull it away from my face. My eyes open slowly as I intertwine our fingers, lacing them together. I look at them curiously. They seem to fit perfectly, just like puzzle peices.

Soon both of his hands are removed from the surface of my softened cheeks. His warmth still radiating, sending tingles through every pore and cell of my body.

Then the warmth is returned. He gently holds my chin between his thumb and pointer finger, making me look up at him. His eyes, it's as if they're smiling. Smiling so wide.

"Why hadn't I seen it before? You were right here, in front of me this entire time." his fingers delicately run across my jaw and down my neck. With every moment passing, chills grow on my skin where he had made contact. Just a path of them being created as his fingertips retreat from every patch of skin.

I sigh in complete bliss and feel a shock of electricity run through my body, as if to just awaken. I follow his gaze which is following his fingers tracing the veins of my skin. He hasn't stopped, it's as if his goal is to touch every ounce of me ever so slowly.

He then reaches my wrist and traces the outline of my hand to its fingertips. That's when he stops and laces our fingers once more, together. "Perfect." he mutters again, such a small whisper if it were daytime then it would not be heard.

Then something primal awakes in him, he grabs my waist and tugs me to him. "I've let you go twice now, it won't happen a third." he brushes my ponytail off my shoulder and leans down to the crook of my neck. He places a light kiss there and trails them up and down. Some being placed behind my ear and right below, others on my jawline. I instinctively crane my head to its side, giving him access to the sensitive area.

He smooths his hands over my body. Feeling my waist and hips. Feeling the dips and curves of my body, becoming familiar of the figure. A quiet moan leaves my mouth in satisfaction. His mouth, his hands, his touch, his presence, his everything. It just all feels so right.

A slight stinging sensation is felt as he plays with my bra strap, kissing, sucking, and licking the surface area of my neck and collarbone. Making sure no space there is left uncovered. He then tugs my forearms so I'm plastered to him.

Then we start to move. I'm not quite sure where or how but my mind is not focused on that right now. Then I feel a soft substance on my calves. I bend down to kiss his lips and he sits on the material of his bed. His arms wrap tightly around my waist, wasting no time.

Slowly he scoots further to the other side of the bed, having me crawl to keep his lips and hands on me. He leans against the wall behind him as I straddle his tall figure. "Oh, I could've had this so long ago." he sighs breathlessly, kissing in between words down my neck. I let out a mumble of agreement, not quite sure what we are agreeing on.

"Y/n, how long?" he asks, continuously  sucking and biting, trailing to my lips now and then again. "Hmm?" I questioningly murmer in complete and udder bliss, biting my lip to keep the sounds of tretorous torture of pleasure making an appearance.

He pulls back and rests his head against the wall. Giving me a full explcintary veiw of his adams apple. I lick my lips at the sight. I just have to have a taste of him. That beautifully, naturally tanned skin. I grip his neck and suck delicately on the skin below. A tortured moan leaves his lips as other sounds of groans do. His fingernails dig into my sides.

"How long have you felt this way for me?" he expresses breathless. I pause my path and give one last kiss before resting my head against his chest. It rises and falls in unsteady breathes.

"Too long." I breathe. I'm just as, if not more, breathless as him. I can make him go crazy just as he does to me.

"I want you. I need you. I love you." he cranes his neck out of its position against the wall to look at me. I gulp and look into his eyes. He loves me? He really loves me?

"I-I don't-" he kisses my lips softly, gripping my face as if I'm made of glass. He pulls away and gazes at me. "Look into my eyes. Tell me if I'm lying." he pulls himself forwards so his faces is inches from mine and all I can do is look into his longing eyes.

"I love you y/n." and that right there made my world bright again. He's telling the truth. His eyes, they smiled again. They smiled as if their life depended on it, they smiled as if to tell me themselves that he did truly love me.

"So tell me, what did you see? What did they tell you?" he admires me, I can see it. That lust before is now love. All love, all passion. Nothing else, nothing less.

"Truth." I breath. He smiles widely and pulls me into a strong embrace, kissing my lips once more. He pulls away after a few longing seconds and stares deeply at me.

"What?" I blush. He chuckles and cups my cheeks. Oh that warmth, that feeling of warmth. I sure have missed it. "I just wonder how before I never noticed. I never noticed your care for me, I never noticed your beauty. I never noticed you." he speaks honestly, caressing my wrist like he would always do.

"The little moments like this we would have. I never noticed but I do now." he speaks again before silence fills the room.

The rest of the night was filled with that peaceful and bliss silence. We eventually laid down, enveloped in each other's arms. We just stared into the others eyes until sleep consumed us. Tonight will be the night marked in history of the day namjoon returned my love. The day namjoon told me he loved me.