He closes the laptop. You're anxious. He doesn't say a word for at least 30 seconds, which feels like an eternity. "How?" He just asks. You tilt your head in incomprehension. "How does your voice go so well with my music? Why have I never thought of putting lyrics into my songs? It makes so much sense. They are destined to be sung to." Jimin now speaks more to himself than you. You can't help but smile. He actually liked your voice. He grabs your hand:" Y/N, you are a gift. I came here expecting a contract. Expecting an agency. None of that came true but I got something better today. I got your voice. Would you like to make music with me?" The look on Jimin's face is pure happiness and also anticipation.
You chuckle a bit at the last sentence, it sounds a lot like a marriage proposal, which makes the situation slightly awkward. Jimin doesn't notice it though and how could you say no to those puppy eyes and this smile that makes your heart glow.
"I have no clue about music. The only thing I do is sing." You try to calm him down. His idea is flattering, but you would be more like a burden to him, than help him become successful. "But that's all I need. We can look for people who know how to do all that other stuff. Like mixing and recording. I can feel it, this is the beginning of the adventure of our lifetime." You get the feeling Jimin reads too many romance-novels. He sounds like a really bad rom-com. The ones you hate watching. Like you hate nearly everything else in your life right now.
Except for one thing: Jimin looking into your eyes. That - you like. You like it a lot.
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The look on his face is intense. You have never seen anybody look at you that way. His hand runs through his hair and he licks his lips as to prepare them. Prepare them for you. You look up to him. You sit on your chair and he is hovering over you. How did that happen? And why is his look so different all of the sudden. "How..?" You start to ask him. But he puts his finger on top of your lips. It smells sweet and is soft. "Shh.." He just says. And then his face comes closer and closer to yours. You don't know what to do. His eyes captivate yours. There is no way you are able to look somewhere else than into his eyes. His dark eyes which are suddenly gleaming, like fire is burning in them. His lips touch yours. First softly, like he doesn't want you to be scared. 'Everything's gonna be fine' that's what they tell you. And you believe them. How could those soft lips ever hurt you. But you were wrong.
Suddenly you feel a stitch in your lower lip. It goes as quickly as it came, and you regret that. The stitch was not really painful, more like playful and seductive. Jimin bites your lip once again. But this time the sensation lasts longer. You close your eyes to truly embrace this feeling. The warmth of his lips, the slight bites into your lower lip and then the slight pressure he puts onto them.
You don't ever want this moment to end. You place your hand on the back of his head and pull him closer to you. He makes a surprised sound, which turns you on even more. You bury your hands in his soft hair. His hand has reached your hip. It's placed there very carefully. You guys are still really careful with every move. That makes the lust even stronger and you want him even more. Slowly he pulls away his lips and looks at you: "You ready?" You answer "Yes", but Jimin doesn't seem to understand you. You open your eyes and see the empty bed beside you.
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Track 07
أدب الهواةYour life is shit. You hate everything about it. Until one day you hear a melody. You can't get it out of your head so you start writing lyrics. When suddenly the composer of the melody, Jimin, stands right before you. He smiles at you, listens to...