𝗿𝗲𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘀 | jinji

four: and i'll keep falling

JINYOUNG.
"dummy, not like that!" jisoo exclaims, chuckling as she grips at my lost hand, guiding it to her exposed waist.

my ears redden. damn it.

"hey park jinyoung, can you focus?" she snaps her fingers jokingly as i shake my head.

i really can't seem to get comfortable with her, the stunts are extremely sensual, every move seems so passionate and romantic that i can't pull it off.

not long after, jisoo sighs.

she removes my hold on her waist, slouching against the studio's wall as she gulps down at her energizer, eyes tired and hair a slight mess.

i feel guilty, all of a sudden.

i only look down at the ground for a few seconds, not knowing what to do next in shame.

i hear another sigh. "park jinyoung. come here." without having to raise my head, i take small footsteps towards the latter.

suddenly, two soft palms come in contact with my cheek, and a pair of hazel orbs, as clear as water but as deep as the ocean, meet mine.

all too suddenly, i am trapped by her gaze, and nothing but mere silence and the soft sounds of our breathing echoed within the studio.

"this is what we do when partners don't feel comfortable towards each other." she stares right at my eyes effortlessly.

i shift my gaze away awkwardly and desperately, but she only turns my head back to her deep, enchanting orbs.

with eyes locked, she holds my wrists, guiding my hands to the curve of her waist gently, and keeping it there, the warmth on her small hold transferring to mine.

"see? now you're at ease."