I'm awakened by the howling sound, in which I immediately hides from if only I don't know it was coming from my own tummy. I realized I've fallen asleep while watching the tv yesterday.
The proof is that the tv is no longer on. Probably Seokjin's doing, as he was the only one with me here.
I could see him laughing at me, probably at my horrendous bed hair. He stays like that for a good few minutes and then walk towards me.
"You're hungry, right? Let's eat" he extend his hand and I took it. He smiled really beautifully, and I just couldn't keep mad at him. I mean, he looks too innocent for his age.
We take a seat across each other and I ate while he tells me various things about himself, like his birthday, his hobby, his favorite colour, his favorite food, his favorite phrase, on and so on.
"Seokjin, what is our relationship with each other?"
The thought came to my mind, so I ask, curious as to why we are stuck here together.
I don't hate it, but wouldn't it be weird if the two of us ended up here if we didn't have any particular relationships with each other?
I managed to avert his gaze from his food in front of him to me.
Maybe it wasn't a good idea to ask. From what I see, he was smiling, but that doesn't explain the stirring pain in his orbs
"…"
He didn't say anything yet. Instead, he walk to our bed (or something that was supposedly a bed) and I followed closely behind.
He sat down, patted his lap and stare at me, gesturing me to sit there, I assume. I stared for a second and win the internal battle of 'should I sit or not' before walking to him and awkwardly sat on his lap.
He hugged me tightly with his towering body, leaning to my neck and sticking his nose in it as he spoke.
"We fall in love in this very place." I could literally felt his breath tickling my neck, fighting to not let out a giggle, but failed miserably at doing so.
He also giggled as a response, cradling me as I leaned to feel more of his touch. His right hand circled on my waist and he snuggled closer as if it wasn't enough.
His words barely registered in my mind, but the moment he said 'love', I could somehow piece everything together.
"You need someone to remind you whenever your amnesia strikes again. So I guess they just let me be here to take care of you"
His voice is calming, like a warm blanket on a chilly day. He kisses my neck lightly, leaving a sensation I couldn't describe other than foreign.
While his huge hands intertwining with mine, clasping our fingers and toying with my relatively small hands.
I felt loved, and content. Never have I felt a feeling like this. I mean, coming from me who lost my memory, that probably wasn't a good choice but I swear this feel so lovely.
I guess he wasn't lying, I didn't mind his presence at all. Everything he does managed to tickle the insides of my stomach, and I couldn't contain myself to either laugh or smile like an idiot.
"And you used to call me Jin-ie"
I felt his finger poke my side, while he laugh evilly when I squirmed in my place. He seemed to know my ticklish spot, as he didn't hesitate to attack me continuously at the same spot.
"Jin-ie!" I whined and push him away. I was laughing so much that I could feel tear on the corner of my eyes.
With that, he stops and grasped the back of my neck. I didn't even have the time to blink, because he looks at me like that. Like he was madly in love with me.
He leaned in as I felt his plump lips on mine, and I close my eyes in the process to enjoy the feeling. It may sound weird, but I want this to last forever.
He drowned in his rhythm, dancing our love ever so slowly through the kiss. He expresses his love so strongly through such a simple gesture.
It was a chaste love, purely lips to lips, nothing more and nothing less. And it was perfect.
He smirks and pushes my back to the soft surface behind me, his eyes burning in affection and desire.
'Will he takes this even further?' My heart thumps erraticaly and I gulped at my own thought.
As if reading my mind, he let out a soft innocent chuckle and whispered in a low voice.
"I love you"
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Evanescence [ksj]
Short StorySwallowed by the waves of the unknown, her memories were wiped and washed anew. Everything were unfamiliar, but at least she wasn't alone. "Oh dear, have you lost your memory again?" He helped her recover her lost forgotten memory, but what is this...