All it took was one look to decide she wanted the quiet loner sitting in the moonlight. There is something about him, something she can't quite put a finger on. She must find out even if it kills her.
The mysterious character named Min Yoongi enjoys...
It's like I was brought to life by her sweet giggles. Every moment I spent with her was like drinking from the elixir of life. I had felt dead inside until I met her. Actually, even before I knew her name, I was intrigued by the way she would stand at her kitchen window slowly washing a dish as she scanned the courtyard where I sat. At first, I didn't think she was searching for me and turned my attention elsewhere, but when I looked back she quickly ducked behind the curtain. Silly girl, now I know it's me your pretty eyes search for.
Now here she was following me into my tiny kitchen where we donned pretty yellow aprons the color of sunshine on a lovely morning like this. Jina said she had never made waffles finding the toaster variety just as satisfying. I explained that after this day, she would never touch another toaster waffle. She wasn't too convinced, that is until she tasted my homemade variety.
She watched intently as I told her the steps to arguably the best waffles she's ever had and the crispiest tasty bacon of all time.
After every step, I chimed, "like so, like dat" and Jina repeated the phrase after me laughing every time. She mimicked me as I topped the crispy waffles with fresh strawberries that we had first sliced and sprinkled with powdered sugar making them extra sweet and delicious.
We sat down at my cozy little table carefully placing a napkin on our laps. She stared intently as I carefully drizzled maple syrup on the tasty concoctions.
"Yum, this is so good! What else do you know how to cook?"
"I can cook a lot of things," I responded as she watched me chew on an exceptionally large strawberry making my cheeks puff out.
"With this skill, how can you forget to eat," she asked perplexed, no longer concentrating on her waffle but instead watching me eat.
I smiled at the compliment reaching over to wipe her cheek where she had unintentionally deposited the cutest smudge of flour. I felt a softening of my heart yet again. Normally the prettiest girl could be standing right in front of me and I felt nothing.
When I thought of her returning home to her lover, I felt a tightening of my chest. Just a moment before we had been laughing and smiling at each other, but now I just stared at her lips, lost in the awful thought that those lips don't belong to me. Time stood still, like in one of those k-dramas when the guy realizes he's in love and it hurts. I want to tell her how I feel.
"You are such a snack. I-I mean a catch. How is it that nobody has snatched you up?"
I blinked at her mistake as a shy smile spread over my face. Did she just call me a snack? "I don't know, waiting for the right one I guess," I quickly answered before my cheeks could respond.
"Thank you for this. It was really nice."
"Your welcome. I'll cook for you again if you do something for me," I said with a cocky grin.
"Yoongi!" She squealed getting up from the table.
I was a bit too cocky, I guess. "Wait, it's not what your thinking!"
"Oh?"
"I meant if you let me paint you."
"Oh!"
(Mature warning)
I grinned at her cute expression. Unable to help myself I pulled her closer and kissed her sweet lips. Instead of pushing me away, her lips parted eagerly tasting the sweet bliss of our kiss. She moaned softly into my lips her hands woven into my hair arching up against me.
Overwhelming desire filled her as my roaming hands discovered her curves. I stopped the kiss searching her dilated eyes that beckoned me to continue so I pulled her gently into my room. Closing the door, I started kissing her again, exploring her mouth with my tongue. I started to undress in front of her. My eyes never leaving hers as I slowly undressed her. She stared at me with sultry eyes no longer shy. I drank in her beautiful form seeing her own pleasure rising as I caressed her skin. Both of us caught up in the throes of passion. I was unable to contain myself any longer, I moved inside of her delighted by the eagerness or her reaction.
She did not stop me. I knew she needed me as much as I needed her.
After we made love, I searched her face cause she wouldn't look at me.
"I'm sorry. I never meant to push you into this," I said knowing she was a nice girl.
She quickly answered, "don't worry, Yoongi, there's no place I'd rather be. You're my lover now."
"I guard my heart, Jina. This means so much to me. You mean so much to me."
"Are you saying you fell in love?"
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