When The Journey Is Untold🖤

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The timbre table lay clad with cakes and pastries, and ten people eyeing them like starved wolves. The pastries looked deliciously appetizing, soft cream dolloped over tasty cakes, some decadently chocolaty while some freshly creamy.

"Eat well!" Yoonsie shouted, and they all cheered after her, diving into the delightful feast with hungry demeanours. Hye-ri reached out for the devils delight, which was dripping in finessed chocolate mousse, creamy ganache swirled on the sides. Hye-ri and Chocolate were never seen in the same room. Because Chocolates were always demolished by Hye-ri.

Joohee and Yoonsie excitedly reached out for the red velvet pastries, which had a rich crimson colour, like cut by a golden knife or something equally majestic. It had pearly white cream smoothened over the top, some miniature gold foil designs giving it an even more royal look.

But eh, Joohee and Yoonsie didnt care even a tad bit for the delicate designs when they scarfed down the pastries, moaning in content as the delicious flavour hit their taste buds.

Jihyo and Jinae, both reached out for the butterscotch torte, which had a beautiful blend of light beige and golden sponge, and chunks of gem-like butterscotch piece topped over it. It had ivory smooth cream smeared over it, looking succulent and drool-worthy.

Silence loomed over the table as only sounds of eating echoed throughout the room, all eating the cakes in silence, too hungry to make conversation. At the end of the delectable feast, their mouths had nothing but the delicious saccharine sweetness as the remanent lingering.

As the boys helped with the cleaning, scrubbing the flour mess and clipping up the packets, the night calmed down, just a few casual sounds like occasional chatter, or the washing of dishes.

"Boys, its so late, I think its better you stay over." Joohee said in an authoritative tone, causing all to snicker at the maknae. "Yah! Im serious!" She said, which only caused more snickers, causing her to "hmph". "But yes, boys, she's right, y'all better stay over." Jinae said more calmly.

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"Well, since tomorrow is weekend, we dont mind staying over. And we certainly dont mind....this fateful night." Mark said, as he slid a hand over Jinae's waist, causing her to turn pink. It was then, that the lights were dimmed, as if in a movie, only it seemed way more realistic.

Time was in a standstill, and Jinae...was only conscious of the hand, moving on her skin, just a layer of cloth separating them from the actual contact. And yet... His fingers caressed the expanse of her waist, causing her to stiffen up. "U-um.." She stuttered. He leaned into her side, in a slow and predatory move, like a lion stalking his prey. He moved her brown curls aside; his lips made the barest contact with the smooth skin behind her ear.

"Where do you suggest we stay tonight, love?" he whispered huskily, and she let out a silent moan as the timbre vibrations were breathed into her. Her lips parting slowly as his hands moved to her hips, and settled there, snug.

Her breathing was ragged, and her heart felt like it could burst out of her chest with all the pounding, her entire body vibrating in anticipation.

"Y-you- we-Um!- Us-I-" She babbled, stuttering, while Mark just chuckled, nuzzling his face fondly into her neck, waiting for her to speak up.

"Mark, man. Give her a break. She looks like she is going to pass out with all the blood rushing to her face."

Siwoo chuckled quietly, and Jinae looked down, coughing and trembling.

"Um...we should. You guys should um pick a room to sleep in, since our living room is still messy from all the unpacking." Hye-ri said, shocked over how flustered and red Jinae was.