Disdain | PJM (ft. MYG)

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"Move in with me."

Did he just... Asking me to... move in?? With him?? In this house????

I gulp. My heart is pounding crazy. Yes he may be my boyfriend, still he never fails to give such butterflies in my stomach.

"So...?"

I freed myself from his arms, and turn around facing him. Oh look at those lovely eyes... How can I say no to that face?

I nod, smiling like an idiot. "Yes."

There's that gummy smile of his. Now that I think of it, it's not really a bad idea to move in with him.

He leans towards me and locking my lips with his thin yet kissable lips. This man surely is my weakness.

I have to break the kiss and tease him a little. I slowly move my head backwards, and it certainly got him frustrated.

"Don't..." he put his hand behind my neck dominate my lips again.

"Okay, that's enough kissing for today." I pull my head away, and gotta cup his mouth. "Damn it. I'm wearing my favourite lipstick today, and now it is smudged."

"Well, at least it is smudge because of me though."

I roll my eyes when I see him dangerously smirking at me. "Did you eat a lot of cheese today? Because your mouth definitely taste like it."

I don't really mean it like that. I was just being sarcastic.

"Maybe."

I take a few step back, but I forgot that there's a couch behind me and I don't have any free space to move. Which explains how Yoongi manage to trap me in his arms. Again.

"Now that you're gonna live with me from now on, I guess I have to... you know, step up my game and eat a lot of 'cheese'."

Okay I did fall for his seductive eyes, smile and voice. But, 'LMFAO'! Those lines he said was kinda weird.

"Hm... what an odd thing to say." I yank his arms away from my waist and tackle him, which then I push him to the couch.

"Hah! You didn't see that coming, don't you?" I make a fake gesture of dusting off my hands with a sneer.

Is it a bad idea to be rough on him? Yes. Because right now he's lying on the couch, SEDUCTIVELY, beckoning at me with that killer lip biting.

I respond to his freaking beckons with my stern pointing finger at his face. "Don't do that. That's illegal."

"You shouldn't have done that in the first place. Now it's my turn."

Oh shit. I'm gonna 'die'.

"You know what, I think I should go back home so I can start pack my stuff." I look over my shoulder a bit, and there's that door. "Since you look so comfortable posing like model right now, I guess I'll just have to take an Uber."

I run as fast as I can to the door and grab my sandals but before I can even touch the doorknob, he already has his arms around me.

"Not without a goodbye kiss."

That's what he said and now he's dragging me back inside. He pushes me on the couch and climb right on top of me. Woah there little kitty~

"Woa— okay sir you seriously need to calm down."

Does he ever listen to me? Nope. He just smash his lips against mine and then suffocate me with it.

Goodbye kiss? More like, 'making out' goodbye kiss.