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It was just me, you and the darkness of my bedroom at night.

Like Gin and Tonic.

Crimson and clover.

Knife and fork.

I was sat in between your legs, my back pressed against your chest.

You had your arms wrapped around my waist, giving me soft belly rubs.

History was repeating itself.

And it made my heart sink.

Because I knew you weren't going to kiss me in reality.

Because you were in love with fruity perfumes and floral dresses.

"What are you gonna say to them tomorrow?" You asked.

I gulped.

I didn't wanna think about them.

I didn't wanna imagine their faces.

Angry faces.

Sad faces.

Disappointed faces.

Your hands moved inside the front pockets of my hoodie.

I gulped again.

Whenever you touched me, it felt like the first time.

"Nothing. They don't want me to talk to them so I'll wait until they're ready to talk to me" I finally spoke.

"That's probably the best thing to do" you hummed.

Your hands left my pocket.

I inwardly frowned.

But I couldn't contain my giggles when you began pinching my sides.

"You're such a baby" you chuckled.

And I blushed.

Flushed.

Gushed.

"N-no I'm not".

"Yes you are, the cutest baby in the world" you poked my cheeks.

And I blushed.

Flushed.

Gushed.

"Stop it" I whined.

"My baby~" you teased.

And my body froze.

Heart arose.

Chills ran down to my toes.

"Y-your b-baby?" I stuttered.

And I blushed.

Flushed.

Gushed.

"Yes, always" you kissed my nape.

And my body froze.

Heart arose.

Chills ran down to my toes.

But this time I didn't blush, flush or gush.

Instead I left your warm embrace, and hid under my covers murmuring something about being tired.

Because for a split second I forgot about fruity perfume and floral dresses.

Because for a split second I forgot all of your comments were platonic.

Because for a split second, I felt as though you were flirting with me.

๑ And that only made me fall harder.๑

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