romance:noun a feeling of excitement & mystery associated with love
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The sunset made way for the moon, turning the world darker and quieter. There was a silent lull, only the sounds of leaves crunching below our feet and the monotonous chirping of crickets.
Our feet tapped in melody as we walked through the large, empty garden at his apartment. His hands were in his pockets and mine held my purse in front of me. The forceful wind blew the trees about, fresh leaves rustling as they brushed against each other.
I stood against the bark of a large oak tree, my hair coming undone from its tie. Jimin took slow steps towards me, his hand coming up to sweep my fringe behind my ear. I smiled with my eyes, drinking him all up.
His hands palmed my hips, pushing them against the tree. He looked down at me with hooded eyes, the muscles in his face relaxed. I held his cheeks between my hands, stroking my thumb over his skin.
Jimin sighed, his face now in my hair, nuzzling me. He inhaled my scent, mumbling something inaudible. I giggled, bending my neck at the tickling sensation. He lazily smiled at me, face very close to mine.
'Alarm sound.' he said.
I scrunched my nose, not understanding. 'I want to wake up to that sound every single day.' Jimin said, words laced with so much emotion.
'I love you.' I say, my fingers now running through the blonde hair at his neck. Jimin's head dropped. 'You mean it?'
'I never stopped, Jimin-'
Emotion. Raw emotion was felt in his rough kiss. He cupped the back of my head to protect it when he pushed me further against the tree. A strained whined was let out my mouth, feeling so starved from this feeling.
Our lips moved hurriedly against each other as I pulled him closer to me by his collar. Our tongues tangled in messy kisses, welcoming this feeling head first. It felt so good. He felt so good.
The wind lifted my dress up, Jimin's hand going under to caress my exposed skin. Electricity sparked from his fingers as they lightly grazed over my thigh. I forced my eyes open- the sky was navy, the grass forest green and his eyes, oh his eyes, a deep mocha galaxy asking me questions I already had the answer to.
Panting, I ask, 'Are you done trying to control yourself?'
With his chest heaving up and down, Jimin tugs his blazer off, laying it flat on the grass. Without lending me a second to guess, he picks me up in his arms, setting me down on the jacket. His sinewy body stands over me, gazing down at me as he undoes his tie, followed by his shirt, dropping both the items next to us. Jimin dipped down to my legs, placing smooches around my ankles and up my legs, unbuckling my heels, moving up to my thighs.
His tongue dragged over the supple skin at the curve of my thigh, my dress riding up inch by inch. My breath hitched as the cold air hit the damp skin. I grew needier by the second.
Jimin unwrapped my flowy dress, taking it off of my wanting body. He stared at me, holding my hands in his before a soft 'Wow.' escaped his lips. The muscles in his abdomen tightened as I pulled him down to me.
'Please.' I begged.
We weren't interested in games anymore. We were interested in loving each other and that was it.
Jimin touched his lips to mine and I lost myself in him. Losing all inhibitions, we transcended together. He uttered words of tenderness and compassion all through our everlasting intimacy under the stars.
We've never felt so connected before, so unbothered about the world around us. Maybe we spent hours lovemaking, or simply resting on the dewy grass connecting the wintery constellations. I don't remember at this point.
Around four in the morning, we decided to pick up and run into his apartment, trying to reach the elevators before we flashed someone. After childish bickering, we discarded our clothes at the doorstep, more interested in telling each other how much we cared.
'I care so much, I care about you more than dance.' Jimin seriously said, as he stumbled into his apartment, half dressed.
I gasped, 'I care about you... More than I care about me and everyone else put together!' I say, kicking my shoes off, almost tumbling onto the floor.
'You're really sleepy.' Jimin laughs tiredly, catching hold of my unstable body in his arms.
I booped his nose, 'No, I'm Rose.'
We both erupted into fits of giggles before Jimin put a finger over my lips silencing me. I frowned, 'Why are we shushing?' I asked, slobbering over his finger.
Jimin wiped his index on my arm like a child, 'Come with me!'
He grabbed the throw blanket off his couch, walking to open the doors to his balcony. We sat down on the tiled floor with the crocheted blanket over us. I snuggled into his toned arms and he tucked his cold legs under mine.
Together, under each other's warmth, we watched the sun rise, lighting up the sky.
'You're my sun.' Jimin mumbled, glancing at me with tired eyes.
'You're mine.' I replied, my eyes fluttering closed.
We ended up falling asleep on the hard, cold floor without a complaint. Absolutely unbothered because we were just so drunkenly in love with each other.
Finally.
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