Have you ever looked at the sky before storm? Or have you ever tried to smell the wind that time? I don't know why but I always prefer storm over rain. I prefer strong wind over breeze. Things that can destroy abruptly have always been my favorite.
I want my death to be in a sunny day, so that I don't feel any motivation to live more. If it's storm, I might feel bad to pass away. Look at me, talking like a dork who wants to die on her will.
"Do you want to eat something?" "You dare me to take at your place, ha?"
Jongin looked at me once and then he just chuckled. He was doing something I couldn't see because of his high wall-like back. After a few moments, I saw him coming with a glass.
"Take a deep breath and drink it all. Fresh orange juice – it will stop you acting like a cranky kid."
I took the glass and started drinking. That guy is already done with his 25th murder. Is it okay to drink any juice made by him?
Look at me, look how ungrateful someone can be. Where would I end up now if Jongin wasn't there? Still I have enough guts on doubting him, ha? Great job!
"Feeling better?", Jongin was drinking too. "I was just thinking what if you poisoned this juice." Jongin smirked. And his smirk is one of the most dangerous features I have ever seen in a man. His smirk was burning the bed where I was half lying. He came closer to me and sat on the floor.
"I do believe girls will drink the juice even if I poison it. Don't I deserve it, sweetheart ?" "You do deserve, mi amore. From girls of sweet sixteen, not from a girl of bitter twenty four who doesn't bother any guy's touch." Jongin sighed, " then I could have just changed your dresses. I thought you would kill me if I do that." "A soul lost its virginity long ago. It doesn't care about the body. Anyways, do you have anything clean to wear? "
It's raining cats and dogs out there. Jongin was making something, may be sandwiches. I was leaning with the window and looking at him. A murderer of 25 people was gifted with a tall, dark and handsome body featuring a pretty face. His perfect face perfectly hid a high cut dimple in his mid cheek. I never saw someone having this kind of dimple.
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"I have a question, Jongin." "You can spill." "Where are we?" "Somewhere far from LA, but close to Las Vegas. In between the desert, still they have casino, you wanna check ?"
"Stop it."
Jongin smiled. His high cut dimple showed its presence.
"I thought you would ask what I was doing there, when I found you." "Not interested." "Good."
The sandwich couldn't taste worse than that. "How do you eat it?" "I know I am a terrible cook." "You have my sympathy. But I am hungry. I will eat." " I am sorry, sweetheart." "Jongin." "hmm?" "Why don't you ask my name?" "What is the need of a name? I want to call you sweetheart."
I kept eating. This guy is no good.
It would be better for me if I could leave today. But the evening turned to night, a colder stormy one.
"Jongin, what is your big picture ?" I eyed him to share my blanket. "Once upon a time I wanted to dance in a desert." He sat beside me. "You did , didn't you?" "No. Then I won't have any big picture." "Where is your family?" "Somewhere in this world. I don't know them, didn't meet them ever." "Your lover?"
Jongin smiled. I wish he wouldn't. His smile was showing his broken heart.
There was a silence in the room. Silence can talk a lot about sadness. I looked at his eyes. He sighed, but didn't keep his eyes away.
That's the moment I knew I should kiss him. That's the moment I knew I wanted to kiss a man without having any purpose. I wanted to kiss a man because I wanted to.
I planted a soft kiss on his lips. He didn't let go. He held my hand and pulled me closer.
A pair of lips which learnt to sell kisses since a long ago, was yarning for kisses like never.
His hand was roaming around my body and I started to get the chills of a virgin teenager.
I pressed my fingers on his lips.
"Why are you making me learning to love?"
"Ira.."
I got electrified as he called my name for the first time,
