Yeonjun~21+~Best Friends

YeonJun 21+~ part three

Y/N's POV

He gives me a death stare. I look down not realising what I've done or why I did it. I feel bad. We never do stuff like that, it's just hugs and braiding hair. While he's looking at me, I don't look at him.

"I'm sorry." I say. "I didn't know what I was thinking, I jus-" He cut me off.
"Do it again." He said. I look up, shocked. "What?" I stutter. "Do it again." He repeats, whispering.

Heat crawls up my cheeks, as I was just speechless on what to say. I stare at him in disbelief.

I kiss his jawline again, and he smacks his dick saying, "stay down," and I just laugh.

I sit on his lap and bop his nose.
"Am I keeping your dick down?" I ask. He laughs like Jin, and it turns me off. I get off his lap and look at the TV to watch the movie again.

Then he asks, "what the hell are we doing?"

"Each other, later," I say with a wink. He covers his mouth with his hand, and starts laughing.

"I love that idea." He says, also with a wink.

I take a hair binder off my wrist, and put his hair in a small ponytail on top of his head, and I feel like the old us again. Just doing hair, and not each other. Just watching stupid shows or movies we've never liked.

He pats his ponytail, and smiles at me.
"Very cute," he says. "Now pay attention to the movie, it's getting to the part when Barbie comes out looking all 'sexy'. We all know she's ugly as hell, though." He says.

I turn to the TV, and sure enough, Barbie comes out in this purple sparkly top, and a pink sparkly skirt that's way too short.

"It's getting hot in here, I'm gonna go get some popsicles. What flavor do you want?" I ask, getting up.
"Grape," he says. I stare at him in disbelief.

"Ew, okay." I say. I walk to the kitchen, and open the freezer. Inside are a lot of popsicles, and I pick an orange one for myself, and a grape one for Yeonjun. I walk back to the living room, and give him the popsicle. I look at the TV, and it's off.

"Why'd you turn the movie off?" I ask, sitting down next to him. He sets his popsicle beside him, and I do the same.

"I just wanna talk," he says. "Not just watch stuff. I wanna spend time with you, not with Barbie as well."

I laugh, and nod my head. "What do want to talk about?" I say. He shakes his head.

"I just hope you know how much I like you," he says. "I don't know why, but I just really like you."

I tuck my hair behind my ear, and look at the floor. I have no idea what to say to that.

"I really like you too," is all I say.

He pulls me toward him by grabbing my waist, and hugs me. I wrap my arms around him, and put my head on his shoulder.

We stay there for ten, twenty, thirty minutes, in complete silence, just embracing each other. I never wanna let go, I just want to stay here with him for forever.

I get my head off his shoulder, and look in his eyes.

I can't take it anymore. Us even being inches apart is driving me crazy. I slam my body against his, making him fall backwards on the couch, and I lie on top of him, and start kissing him. He grabs my waist, and pulls me closer to him, as if he wanted to get rid of any spaces between us, even though there is no space between us.

We lie there for minutes, just kissing each other. Time passes, and I think it's time. I'm going to lose one thing a person never gets back.

Their virginity.