Fake Love {A Min Yoongi Fanfic}

Chapter 62: Falling

"F-Fire?" I repeat, the pink ice cream dripping down to my hand, but I didn't touch it...I didn't move.
He shuffles in his seat uncomfortably. "One night, Yoongi was in his room and he had apparently left his lighter there before going out to talk to Lyra. Well, while they were talking, they went out to get a bite to eat and when they came back, his house was in flames."
My breath hitches at his words. "The entire Min Mansion was on fire and his parents were still inside. He had told me that he just stood there, on the sidewalk, staring at the flames. But Lyra...she was trying to talk to him but he said he couldn't hear anything. It wasn't until he saw her racing into the house was it too late. He called out to her as she ran and even began to chase her before suddenly being pulled back by firefighters and policemen," he explains, slowly twirling the cone in his hands while staring aimlessly at the melting vanilla. "The second floor collapsed and his parents and Lyra went with it," he murmurs, clearly getting a bit uncomfortable with the story, but I couldn't help but want to hear more.
"After the fire, he went through the rubble and found the lighter, still in tack, in the middle of the burnt down mansion. Of course they ended up renovating it again and he continued to live there, but he knew... that that lighter started something that changed him forever," he finishes, finally taking the time to lick the dripping ice cream from the cone while I sat motionless beside him.
I think of that lighter in the bottom of my bag when instead, it should be in his possession, not mine. My heart sinks, my stomach sinks, and all of a sudden, I did not feel like eating anymore ice cream.
"Um...wow...I never knew that," I murmur, gazing down at my ice cream and finally having the motivation to toss it in the nearby trash bin. He doesn't take it personally though, and I honestly wouldn't care if he did. 'I have to return it.' "What...um...what happened with him and Baekhyun then?"
He raises his head and turns to face me. I catch his lips crack into a small smile before straightening up and forcing himself back into his feet. "Well, he and Yoongi have beef still cause, I mean, it was his sister even though it was an accident. But it's all in the past now," he says, also tossing his ice cream before holding his hand out for me to grasp. I swallow the lump in my throat before forcing a smile and taking it, allowing myself to rise from the bench only to find my legs numb and jelly-like.
"Hey, this was really fun and all but...I really should be getting home. My mother and father return from their business trip today," I say, coming up with an excuse, that was indeed true, to get away from him for a bit. I needed to be alone.
"Of course," he smiles, gently holding my hand tighter as we walk back towards the parked car at the end of the third block.
He drove me back to the school parking lot where I could get back to my car. Once we arrived, though, I knew something was on his mind just as something was on my own.
"Dea?" He asks in a low tone as i unbuckle my seatbelt and was just about to open the door. Stopping, I turn my head to meet his gaze. "I need to kiss you again," he murmurs, his voice deep and his breath hot. I see his chest rise and fall faster every time. I couldn't hold my own increasing heart rate either.
"What about Jisoo?" I breathe, slowly removing my hand from the door handle and return to my previous sitting position. His eyes flicker between my lips and my eyes. I could feel my cheeks grow warm when all of a sudden, he leans forward and quickly, but gently, pulls my face so my lips met his.
I took in the moment and Yoongi left my mind. 'Ah yes, this is what I want. I never want to let him go. He's mine now, Jisoo.' And with those thoughts clouding my mind, I wrap my arms around him and pull him closer, deepening the kiss and revealing my desire for him.
     I wanted to so bad just crawl over the console and find my place rightfully on his lap, but I was stopped by him pulling away all of a sudden. I'm left inches away from him with my hands in his hair and my breathing warm and rapid.
     His plump lips spread into a smug smile as I feel his long fingers run through my hair, down my back, and to my waist. My breath hitches and I slowly blink at the sensation that he was clearly enjoying.
     "Let's take it slow, sweetheart," he murmurs, my head raising as his hands tease their way around my hips and my waist band where he played with the hem of my pants. His lips find their way to my neck where he places a few kisses all the way down to my collarbone. "We have all the time in the world," he hums against my skin, making me want more and more.
     Just when I thought my heart was going to explode from its excessive beating, he pulls away, returning to his spot at the driver's seat and leaving me breathless in mine. I see him teasingly run his fingers through his hair while biting his lip out of the corner of my eye.
     Aimlessly patting my hand on the door until I felt the handle, I let my self out where I felt the fresh air reach my lungs. "Bye...Taehyung..." I breathe before slamming the door and making my way towards my car only a few spots away from where he parked.
     'Oh god, am I in a lot of shit.'