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Chapter 18: I'm not like that

🐣: It's been a fucking while.

Anyways... Here's a new chapter and also ;

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I was afraid Jaebeom would feel the animalistic beating of my pulse through my wrist, and I held my breath each time his hand brushed further up.

Turns out it wasn't actually as late as I thought it was. It was right pass 10pm and the reason it was so dark outside was because there will be a rain storm tomorrow.

Which meant the others would be awake. Just great, my luck couldn't get any better.

Jaebeom must've stopped because I bumped face first into his chest. Causing him to chuckle at that.

The fucker.

"What's wrong?" I asked him, a frown on my face.

He didn't answer immediately, instead he loosened my hair from its ponytail and ran his fingers through it gently.

"Boy, what are you doing to my hair." I frowned, but let him continue.

I didn't want to admit, but it felt oddly nice.

He placed my hair over my shoulders and ran a hand down my back, stopping at my midsection. I could feel the warmth of his hand seeping through my dress.

He pulled me to his side, holding me gently. "I don't appreciate people seeing my work of art." He let out.

"Oh it speaks!" I let out sarcastically. He rolled his eyes at that and continued walking with me by his side.

"What did you mean by that?" I asked softly, and of course he just looked at me from the sides of his eyes and chuckled.

"You'll see soon enough." After those words left his mouth, there was immediate silence from both our parts.

'He's so fucking annoying.'

The distance between the cabin and house was short, but it felt like an eternity walking that distance.

I was a nervous wreck, cause I was afraid of what I'll see the moment we step inside the house. Having being caught so easily brought shame to my ego, but having being caught by Yugyeom of all people, made it 100 times worse.

There was his leader, his Hyung, lost between my legs, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. I could've stopped Jaebeom, but I was too vulnerable, and I shamelessly didn't care if he watched at the time.

Now I'm just filled with regret

I bit my lip anxiously.

'I just hope he doesn't hate me or think too ill of me.'

I hadn't noticed Jaebeom reaching for the doorknob until the door swung abruptly open before his fingertips could brush the knob.

I gasped, I was taken by surprise. Jaebeom reacted quickly and had his hand protectively over my chest, standing straight in front of me. It seemed like second nature to him.

And I swore my heart started beating faster for a different reason tonight.

"Jaebeom Hyung?" I heard the familiar warm accent of Bambam. His head was slightly tilted and his one slender eyebrow was raised up in question.