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Peck (Smack)

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he continues to deny, she continues to retaliate

It was just a peck.

A smack if you're considering the touching of the side of their lips. He'll go for the smack, just to deny the feeling of her lips on his. He just wanted to forget the sensation; the excitement he felt beneath his fake smile.

It was just a fucking accident.

Why the fuck is he so affected?

There must be something wrong with his mind. She was not someone he wanted for himself. Jeonghan wanted sweet, caring girls. He wanted older but charming.

Yoo Jeongyeon is nothing but charming. She acted as if she was enjoying every moment with her friends. She got no limitations on her idea of pranks. She's tall, too tall for his type. Her hair doesn't even go past her shoulders. The shape of her lips is not on par to what his ideal girl's lips. No. He doesn't want her.

He got up from his seat and looked for the punch to fill up his empty wine glass. It was almost new year. Reunions are so out of trend yet Soonyoung suggested they have one. They invited every member of their little club; including their brothers from different groups.

Poor Jeonghan was tasked to design their venue and who's venue are they planning to use? Jeonghan's of course. His organized living room turned into a disaster and everyone wasn't paying attention to him. That's fucking good.

He wanted to mourn his internal designs.

That was before he was pulled by Taehyung on his arms and got bullied into participating on their silly game--a game he wanted nothing but to be forgotten. Coincidentally, she was also cajoled into joining. She meaning Yoo Jeongyeon.

His unspoken nemesis.

Boo fucking Seungkwan suggested that he paired up with the ostrich girl. He could feel his veins on the forehead bursting but he got an image to uphold. He wasn't called an angel if he so suddenly lashed out on them.

So he complied.

There was nothing in the game that says about kissing. Their kiss though was an accident. He couldn't remember how they were accidentally pushed by Shua when that guy was sitting on the corner of Jeonghan's common room. So far to the long sofa in which they resides that time.

But he can still feel how his lips touched her cheeks. And the side of her lips.

He could only sigh. Yay. What a nightmare.

"Do tell me why are you so affected with that bloody kiss when we all know that you shouldn't be?" A voice near him asked.

When he looked at his side, he must've saw apocalypse happen. "You know why."

"I don't know why," she gestured at herself before continuing her argument. "You tell me Yoon Jeonghan."

Because she's not just his nemesis nor a rival on high school days. No. There was something going on between the two of them that time but no one wanted to admit it. He doesn't know why she continued to ignore the sparks near them. Though, his reasons are quite unreasonable too.

"See? You couldn't even answer why."

He could hear people shouting about new year. Clinks of glasses are all over the place but he was too focused on her breathing. It was getting faster than usual. She must've been crying already.

"Curse Son Chaeyoung and her vodka." He could hear her mumble before she gulped another drink on a nearby table.

He wanted to forget about today. Because, if he couldn't help it, his feelings might come back and he doesn't do feelings these days.

"Y'know," he was, once again, lifted up from the magic of his reverie by her modulated voice. "You didn't even explained why you hated me. There are reasons right? Or am I going to guess again?"

He doesn't answer. Afraid to give her any reasons to rebut his response. The party goes on and he could overhear the time behind them. Thirty seconds before new year.

He wanted to forget the kiss. Bury it on the depths of his mind. How she tasted, how she smelled. How their body was almost molded for each other.

Fifteen seconds.

This is all alcohol is what he wanted to reason out. He doesn't want to deal with emotions again. Still, why does his stomach continue fluttering? His senses are tingling but his line of sight is clear when he looks at her. Hearts could also be seen.

Five seconds.

"--I shouldn't ramble this much. This is all alcohol so forgive me this time--"

She tasted like honey and alcohol combined. He could guess that she didn't wear any lipstick. Her lips were chapped but they were soft. He didn't know she tasted more than that when she responded to his kiss.

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

Let him blame this one on the alcohol.

(He doesn't want to admit but he likes it.)

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