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Chapter 8

JIN'S POINT OF VIEW:-
     Shock...
That's the only thing I could feel...
I mean, why? Why would someone like Namjoon, Namjoon, like me?!
It's so insane!
Maybe he was just joking around?
Maybe he did not mean it!
Maybe-

My short rant was cut short by someone clearing their throat.
I came back to reality...

I was leaning against the wall, Namjoon right in front of me, sandwiching me between him and the wall.
Namjoon's one hand held mine in a tight but anxious grip, one hand was near my head, on the wall.

Namjoon was so close to me... But it did not feel like he was invading my personal space. Not at all.

I looked up into his eyes and noticed something I hadn't for a long time, fear.

I suddenly remembered his question...
"Would you like to be my boyfriend?"

I thought for a moment before releasing my hand from his.
That movement startled him and he started moving backwards.

But before he could go any more further, I pulled him back closer to me and stood on my tip-toes.

I let my lips hover over his for a second, giving him time to pull back, but he did the exact opposite.

He crashed his lips against mine in such a force that my head hit the wall, but I felt nothing because 1) I was kissing the guy I liked and 2) his hand had been at the back of my head, so basically, my head never came in contact with that stupid wall.

We kissed like our lives depended on it.
Our hunger, our passion, our love... Everything was reflected through the kiss...

The kiss went from rough to soft, then again rough as Namjoon bit my lower lip but soothed out the pain with his tongue.

We pulled away from the intense make out, and I could feel my lips swelling and heat rushing to my cheeks.

Breathless, I asked him, "Does this answer your question?"

He chuckled before pecking me softly.
"Yes... Yes, it does..."

I just smiled at him before leaning against him, enjoying the way his familiar hands snaked around my waist, resting on my hips.
The touch was the same, but yet, it was so different...
It felt better, electrifying somehow...

I let out a giggle against his chest as I felt him start playing with my hair.
He sighed against my head, I could feel his smile even though I could not see it.

I was about to say something when suddenly, I heard a quiet squeak from somewhere near the hallway.

Namjoon and I, both pulled away from each other.

Without saying anything, he took my hand and we quietly walked towards where the sound came from.

As soon as we reached the hallway turn, Namjoon put a finger on his lips, indicating me to keep my mouth shut.
I nodded my head, and at the count of 3, we burst through the turning of the hallway.

What we saw made our eyes widen in shock.

Leaning against the wall were Yoongi and Hoseok...
Yoongi's tall stature almost hid Hoseok, but I could see Hobi's black hair.
Yoongi had Hoseok pinned against the wall, one hand on Hobi's waist... And one, on his mouth...

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Long time no see!
How have you all been?
I missed you all so much!
Did you miss me?!!!
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Sorry... I know it's very short... My brain's not working rn...

Anygays, did you all like this chapter?
I hope you all did... It's not my best, I know...
But I hope it wasn't that disappointing either...

I'll try and post another chapter till tomorrow, but no guarantee!

Enjoy till then!

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