Heartbeat -; jjk+kth

11

Kth

Saturday

The party's packed. The scent of weed and alcohol engulfs me as soon as I walked through the door and it made me sick. The music literally blowing my ears out as I try to navigate my way through the sea of people to find yoongi hyung.

I spot him by the kitchen table hugging my best friend with namjoon playing beer pong. I make my way over and once he saw me he immediately pushed a red cup in my hand and told me to have fun.

I threw it away and picked up a different cup and left to scan the crowd. The main reason why I'm here now flooding my mind.

I make my way to a corner in the back of the main room. I leaned against the wall, my left arm across my chest with my right elbow pressed down on it holding my hand up as I bring the cup a couple inches away from my lips.

My eyes zoom all over the place trying to find the boy who's been occupying my thoughts for the past week. The boy whose presence I'm aching to be in right now. The one who I want so so bad.

That's when eyes landed on

Him

He was leaning against the the staircase adjacent to the corner I'm in giving me a perfect view. His eyes caught mine and
that's when I stopped breathing. My heart stopped beating, the whole house went silent and I couldn't see anyone else but him.

He smiled at me. I ease my self up from from the wall and smiled back. Exhaling a shaky breath I make my way over.

He wore a black biker jacket, a short sleeved black dress shirt exposing his sleeve tattoos and damn he's sexy.
Three of the buttons were buttoned down exposing his chest and he tucked the shirt into tight black jeans with a pair of black boots.

I took in the beautiful sight while stumbling as I walk and god I desperately want him and I want to be his.

Upon nearing my arrival he leans up, hands in his his pockets, nervously rocking on his heals.

I stopped in front of him, and slightly tilted my head to look up at him, smiling so subtle down at me. I felt butterflies, just from those eyes alone.

I decided to make the first move and ask what he wanted to drink. He said he doesn't and I looked at him surprised. He laughed.

He told me I looked beautiful and I told him he look handsome. He smiled looking away

I took his hand and held it up then twirled my self around a few times. He eyed me up and down before he took my waist into his large tattooed hands and held me tightly pulling me close to him. Much to my liking I wrapped my hands around his neck smiling wide moving my eyes from his lips back up to his.

He chuckled and pressed our foreheads together closing his eyes, I can feel him breathing against my nose and I trace my fingers from the nape of his neck along his jawline, his chin and up to his lips. Hesitantly swiping my fingers over the soft skin.

He opened his eyes at this and looked at me worriedly but I kept a steady face showing him that I knew what I was doing.

He stepped back and let me go causing my hands to fall by my side.

He asked me if was drunk.
I chuckled then stepped close to him pressing my body against his once more. I looked him in his eyes for a minute before I brought my cup up to his mouth, he looked at me hesitantly but I tilted the cup against his lips softly licking my own while watching him drink it down.

I replied telling him that I didn't drink either and he laughed wiping the remaining orange juice from his lips.

He took my hand into his

"Lets get out of here" he said

So we did.

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