That's when it happened.
He was on me.
Invading my space with that intoxicating scent.
His scent.
I could feel his lips the urgency pulling out of them.
The pleading.
Pleading not to walk away from him.
Not to walk away from this.
Us.
I hated that n...
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'How are you love?' A familiar male voice asked by the door. Mian heard the one being adressed sigh before answering sweetly. 'I'm good. You?'
'I missed you so much.' It was Hoseok.
Mian cringed at the attempt of sweet voice he used to coax her. She watched silently as they embraced each other in a hug.
Envied the little squeal Xiuling let out when he lifted her up a little by the waist before placing her back on the ground.
She missed him.
She couldnt help think that Yoongi wouldnt let her down. He would walk in with her still in his arms.
Yoongi would have her on his laps on the coach and listen to whatever she had to tell him whether he understood her or not.
She really did miss him.
It was on Saturday today, she had invited Xiuling over to Namjoon's apartment where she was staying for the time being.
The couple had come around into the messy living room where she and Namjoon were.
They had been trying to complete a puzzle since last night. Namjoon needed a break and Mian needed to get herself out of her mind for a minute.
The puzzle pieces were scattered out on the rather large coffee table that sat in the middle of the room. Both of them had sat on a pillow on the carpeted floor.
Hoseok had told her he would come by to talk about what happened.
'Where's that silly sister of mine?' Hoseok asked the lady as they got closer. Xiuling didnt reply and Main silently thanked her for it.
'There she is. The fairest of them all.' His voice boomed when he spotted her tiny frame. Mian let out a grumble. 'I don't exactly appericiate your sarcasm sunshine.' 'I'm sorry hun, I offer my sincerest appologies.' Hoseok bowed slightly smiling at her from ear to ear. She rolled her eyes bkredly at him.
She looked worse than Yoongi. He couldnt help get alarmed at the dark circles under her eyes.
The guilt was clearly eating her inside out.
Xiuling looked back and forth between them, noticing the silent war taking place.
'We'll get refreshments. Make yourself at home.' She excused herself taking Namjoon by the arm and dragging him to the kitchen.
No doubt they would be listening in behind the kitchen door.
'What happened?' He didnt waste time. Both Hoseok and Mian knew what brought him to Namjoon's house. 'He knew the identity of my parents.' She deadpanned growing defensive despite repeatedly telling herself not to.
Mian knew she was on the wromg this time. She made a promise to herself that she would change.
It was easier said than done. Her heart was willing, her brain as stubborn as can be.
