Idols|| Felix Lee✔

Chapter 26: Soompi

Her body was shaking. Her eyes closed tightly, her fingers fumbling with the interesting threads of his jeans, where the tears seemingly were.

If this was a dream, she surely didn't want to wake up from it.

Her eyes wavered, even went shut so tightly.

Her heart, rapidly beating. Loud as drums and faster than race cars.

Her first kiss.
(A/N: that sounds so cliché, ew.)

Taken by her crush, in one of the most beautiful settings.

From afar, it would look so beautiful, the silhouettes of two people, with the beautiful canvas of orange and red hues, splattered upon it.

The horizon blazing, the clouds aligned. Everything was perfect.

They were so into it, that they forgot all about their original world.

Filled with schedules upon schedules. Control over control. Practically sleepless nights and work filled days of pure agony.

As of now, they were drowning in the sea of excitement. Bathing in the rhythmic sounds of their racing heartbeat.

Lips moving in sync.

Fingers intertwined.

Minds free.

Not a single care or worry lingered around the two as they acted in the simplest way of intimacy.

Then it hit her. They're idols.

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ

Sadly, it was the day to come back home.

With their bags packed and ready to go, the two love birds, that were too embarrassed to even look at each other, scanned their eyes throughout the room once more.

Jeongin's mom is supposed to come for them in five minutes, but it was too awkward for them to even be in the same room together.

"Are you too seriously still embarrassed? It's a kiss. Just a kiss."

"It was a kiss with a million significant meanings you nitwit."

"That, unfortunately we can't act upon."

Abuela sighed and turned away from the three baffling idiots, who were bickering about the kiss.

She was kind of sad, knowing that she wasn't there to catch it all on video.

It sounds weird, trust me, I know. But after all her granddaughter went through, those things would be like rare treasures.

More precious than diamond, and more valuable than gold, in Abuela's opinion, of course.

She wanted to capture every single detail in her mind, knowing that sooner or later, age will slowly catch up to her, and officially being an old person would begin.

She was barely even about to touch sixty, as weird as it sounds, and her oldest grandchild was twenty-one.

Her youngest and only caring child, knocked up at eighteen by a man she didn't approve of at first. And just how she thought he was, he proved her presumptions and accusations correct.

Before I go in depth with the history of abuela and her kind of messed up life, let's get back on track.

The two love birds, after their shared fusion of emotions in a simple way of intimacy, then drifted away, faces blood-shot red, eyes daring to look anywhere other than each other.