I was momentarily shocked, key word momentarily. They had tasted just as soft (if not softer) then the first time we had kissed, and I had the faintest urge to tangle my hands in his hair again, it just felt so natural, almost like I had done it a hundred times. His tongue had wanted to poke into my mouth again, and I finally regained consciousness, pushing him away hardly. He did lean back, but definitely not from my push. A smirk was lining his lips again, and he wiped his lips with the back of his hand. I wasn't wearing lipstick again, it was just a light pink lipgloss that was applied lightly each morning.
"What the fuck?" I scooted my desk away from him, glaring deep into his orbs. "I needed to confirm something." There was something sitting in my chest, because I had a feeling that whatever he was trying to confirm had been confirmed. "What? That I had enough morality left inside me to push you away?" I growled, but he only shook his hand. "Actually sweetheart, it was the opposite. If you really had no interest, you wouldn't have scooted closer to me, you wouldn't have started kissing me back." My eyes widened, I didn't, I couldn't have.
"Don't talk bullshit." I spit out. "You're not admitting to it because it was your body that reacted to it, not your brain." Donghyuck laughed, eyes glancing warily down to my neck again. "Eyes are up here!" I snapped, and he chuckled. "I hope you realize that just because you broke up with Na-eun doesn't mean that I'm going to start liking you or something. And you don't even fucking like him so just stop." I pushed myself away from the table. "And tell Jaemin he's a fucking jerk."
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"Well? What happened with Jaemin?" Da-yoo poked my shoulder, a light smirk laced on her lips. "Nothing happened." I coughed, staring down at my hands. "Really? I heard he's pretty good in-" "Nothing happened." I repeated again, forcing my locker open hastily. "Oh, ok." Da-yoo definitely got the hint, exchanging a glance between the rest of my friends. "I wanted to warn all of you; don't get involved with Donghyuck anymore, or his friends. They're heartbreaking assholes with hearts filled with ice." Na-eun exclaimed, bumping all of our shoulders.
"We've told you this the first time we saw you two together." I laughed, rolling my eyes. "Yeah, well sometimes it takes experience to know one." She winked, eyes holding some sort of shimmering excitement; a kind of excitement that she didn't have when she was still with Donghyuck. "See how much happier you are?" Eun-soo sighed, "Fuck boys." "I fully support that." I laughed, and Da-yoo chewed on her bottom lip. "But my brother-"
"Siblings are exceptions, we've been through this." Eun-soo groaned and Da-yoo's cheeks reddened. "Right, exceptions." She laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of her head. "Oh, shit, guys, remember our projects? I'm with Jaemin and you're with Donghyuck." Na-eun's eyes widened and I closed my eyes. Because previously, Na-eun had held some sort of fiery jealousy behind her eyes and now, it was a sense of relief; like ha, better you than me.
