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I like the way you look at me Lee Know
Waking up to the sound of the rain pitter-pattering against my bedroom window, I slowly blinked the tiredness away from my eyes. Glancing at the little digital clock on the bedside table I sighed as I read the time. 4:45 a.m. Great
Rubbing my eyes I felt how sleep was still tugging at me, begging me to go back to its arms, and I was about to, if it wasn't for a pair of arms wrapped around my waist that kept pulling me unconsciously towards a very warm chest.
Twisting my body, I was met with the beautiful sight that was Minho. His much taller frame was curled up on my side, hands grasping at my sweater now that I had moved. Smiling at the sleepy boy next to me, I inched closer to him.
How could someone be this breathtaking? It made no sense.
Raising my hand, I slowly ran my finger against his furrowed brow, easing the crease in between them, down to his eyes; amazed at how long his eyelashes were (and thinking how unfair life was for letting my boyfriend have longer eyelashes than me) as they rested at the top of his cheeks, and finally stopped at his lips. Hesitantly I ran my index finger along his bottom lip.
How did I get this lucky? I thought to myself as I gazed at the sleeping form laying next to me. Sometimes, I wondered how we ended up together. Our personalities are completely different but so alike at the same time; He was such a bright soul, always managing to put a smile on everyone's face without even trying, so passionate when it came to dancing; always giving it his all on the dance floor, he was admirable. He was everything I wasn't, but at the same time, everything I wanted to be.
Too caught up in my own thoughts, I was taken by surprise when I felt him place soft pecks on the tip of my fingers, making me come back to reality.
"Hey, gorgeous," he muttered as he kissed my index finger. I felt my cheeks heat up as he tilted his head up to look at me.
"Hi," I whispered as I pulled his hand, which was still holding mine, towards my lips. Placing a soft peck on the back of his hand, I felt my heart flutter as I saw him smile widely at the small gesture. Running my fingers over his knuckles, I scooted closer to him so that there was no space between our bodies.
"Did you know that you talk in your sleep?" he asked with a wicked grin. Crap.
Covering my face with my hands I groaned. "Oh God, what did I say?" I asked in agony. This is great, I thought. I just hoped a big hole would appear out of nowhere and swallow me whole. Then I heard it. Giggling. The little shit was giggling.
Moving my hands away from my face, I narrowed my eyes at him, noticing how his body shook with laughter.
"What's so funny?" I asked, cringing at the slight fear in my voice.
Finally coming down from his laughing fit, Minho brought his hand up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear, slowly caressing my cheek with his thumb. "Well, you were talking about me," he began and I shut my eyes in embarrassment. Shit, shit, shit.
I could feel my cheeks blush scarlett. What could I have possibly said?
Burying my face in the crook of his neck I let out a pained moan, " No," I whined out. I felt Minho wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me closer towards him. My breath catching in my throat when his lips hovered just above my ear, his warm breath leaving goosebumps in its wake.
"So," he began and I screwed my eyes shut, scared of what might come out of his lips, "You really think my hands would look good around your neck?" he whispered in my ear.
My eyes almost popped out of their sockets. This was not happening. Sitting up I looked at him, his mouth twitching up into that crooked smile so beautiful my heart nearly stopped.
"Excuse me?" I stammered. Minho just laughed, raising his hands in defense.
"Your words, not mine Angel." he leaned up on his elbows. "Although," he said in a sultry voice, eyes taking in my oversized hoodie and bare legs, "I wouldn't mind having you under me, gasping for air as I ruined you."
"Oh hell no," I said as I scooted away from his peering eyes. Chuckling softly, he moved towards me slowly. My eyes widened and I pointed at him. "Stay away from me demon." I made a cross with my index fingers. "Don't come any closer."
He crawled towards me with his eyes daringly narrowed at me. A small grin appeared on his face. He grabbed my legs and yanked me towards him. "Don't run baby," He said. He pulled my legs apart and laid on top of me. Before I could fight him off, he grabbed my wrists in his grip and pinned them above my head. I turned my head away, shying away from his dark, lustful eyes.
He leaned towards my ear. As he exhaled, I felt his hot breath graze it. "You know...," He said as his hand sneaked up my neck. Slowly running his finger along it, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip. "I already have you under me," He said as his eyes raked over my body, lingering over my legs. "So now I get to have my fun," He said playfully.
Eyes widening at his words, I felt a shiver run down my spine. But two could play at that game. Leaning up on my elbows, I cocked my head to the side. "Oh really?," I asked as i ran my finger along his jawline. As my action caught him off guard, I inched closer. I slowly caught his lip in between mine.
As his lips chased mine, I pulled away chuckling lowly. "Oh, I see you're getting cocky now," He said as he arched his eyebrow. Averting my gaze, I felt my confidence vanish. He grabbed my chin to make me face him. He pushed me back against the bed. His hand making its way up my thigh to then gently squeeze it.
Grabbing ahold of my jaw, he closed the gap in between us. His lips were warm and soft. Gently nibbling on my bottom lip, Minho asked for access, which he soon got as a gasp escaped my lips. Running my fingers through his hair, I gave it a slight tug, causing a breathy to leave his lips.
Pulling away, he slowly bit my lip, slightly tugging at it. Chasing after his lips, he let out a laugh in response. Catching onto his game, I couldn't help but pout.
Pecking my lips softly, he got off my body. Extending his hand towards me, he ended up dragging me off the bed and towards the kitchen. "Come on baby girl, lets get some breakfast."
