wishing on dandelions

" Are you wondering what is happening outside this door" a voice whispered right behind my ear.

a gasp left my mouth as a hand sneaked inside my shirt, fondling and teasing.

I smacked his hand back but his hold was strong as he continued to grab onto my shoulders forcing me to look outside the window.

a scene which is making my heart burn with some strange emotion at the same time fear paralysed my limbs.

" why are you shocked, Mr Min Yoongi, isn't this what you wanted? what you truly desired? " the voice mocked me making my vision blurry.

"tsk tsk, are you feeling angry" he held my clenched fist in his hand and caressed it softly quite a contrast to his voice.

" or are you afraid that your precious Jiminie will find out about your true self? How he will come to know how disgusting you are " he laughed and laughed in his slow and heavy voice.

Then he was gone, like a breeze, a ghost, a phantom in his life.

Now in this dark room, he was alone, as he continued to watch the event unfolding in front of him.

two bodies,

lost in pleasure,

completely unaware of their surroundings as they kept devouring each other.

it's a sin, witnessing this is a crime and he is a sinner.