In Another Lifetime

Just a Kiss

He leaned his forehead against mine, his damp hair cool against my skin, and I could tell his breathing was a bit labored.

"You're making me dizzy..." he whispered, his lips still so close to mine, "with just a kiss."

~♡~

I wondered if he had any idea what he was doing to me. My heart was thumping, and my head was spinning. Dizzy was an understatement. I felt like I was sitting on the edge of reality and the slightest touch would be my ending. Because if I fell, I'd never stop. I'd just be falling forever, falling more and more in love with him, even knowing that it was all going to end and my heart was going to shatter into a million pieces.

Despite all that, I wanted him to kiss me again...despite knowing that I had a life in another place and time, a life so far from his. Knowing that this was temporary, and that the only reason it was happening was because I had wished it into existence didn't seem to be enough to lessen the want. If anything, it seemed to make it stronger.

There was a loud boom of thunder, causing me to jump which resulted in our lips touching again as his hands came up, the blanket falling away, his fingertips grazing my cheeks before I felt his palms, warm, soft, holding my face as he pressed his lips to mine once more. It was gentle, yet filled with urgency.

There had been nothing but his lips against mine, and yet, it felt so intimate, so perfect. But the moment I felt his teeth tug at my bottom lip, then felt his tongue slip between my suddenly parted lips, everything I'd ever known was gone. I had no recollection of anything or anyone. There was only him, and as he kissed me, tasted me, drew the breath from my lungs and made it impossible to breathe, I decided that if these were my last breaths, I was okay with that. I couldn't think of a better way to die. 

But then there was a feeling of warmth in my chest, and I knew the block of ice that had encased my heart was melting away. Taehyung was breathing life back into me. The warmth was spreading, the storm outside doing nothing to dampen it, and I held onto the feeling, not wanting to lose it. 

I was incapable of thought, of movement, of speech, and when he pulled back, looking into my eyes, I merely gazed at him, drawing in long breaths of oxygen. His hands still cupped my face, his thumbs caressing my temples, and I suddenly had to close my eyes just so that I would remember to breathe. His gaze was so intense, a galaxy of stars shining in his eyes. They had sparkled so beautifully that it took my breath away in the midst of trying to catch my breath, and I felt like I was suffocating.

My next few breaths were shaky, and he seemed to sense that I was struggling, but before I knew what his intentions were, he had slid an arm under my knees and pulled me onto his lap, his other arm coming around my back, his hand landing on my hip and pulling me closer to him. He reached for the blanket that had fallen behind him, wrapping it around the both of us, and without much thought, I leaned my head against his shoulder, loving the feel of his warm skin under my cheek. I felt his lips against my head, moving as he spoke quietly.

"Are you okay?" .

I nodded, wishing I knew what to do with my hands. I settled for resting them on my lap.

We sat like that, the minutes ticking by, a rumble of thunder sounding every few minutes. It was starting to get dark outside, the flashes of lightening now becoming easier to see. He stuck one arm out, and reached for the light on the table, clicking it on, the room lighting up.

"I'm sorry I couldn't show you around more. I had hoped the rain would hold off a bit longer." He pulled his arm back inside the blanket, his hand resting on my leg.