WRONG

Seulgi was breathless, her chest rising and falling in rapid bursts. Her thoughts were messy, confused, and desperate to make sense of something that couldn't be.

But her body didn't care about sense.

"I hate you," she whispered. It was the only thing that made it to her lips, the only defense she had left. But even that felt empty, dissolving the second Jaeyi kissed her again rougher, needier, like she already knew she'd won.

"Unnie... Yeri and Kyung are right there," Seulgi panted, voice trembling.

"Then be quiet," Jaeyi murmured against her ear. "Or maybe don't."

Seulgi whimpered, her fingers curling into Jaeyi's coat, dragging her closer when she should've pushed away. Her mind screamed wrong, but her body had already betrayed her, melting into Jaeyi's touch, her warmth, her scent.

Jaeyi's hands slid down her back, pulling her into the heat of her body, and Seulgi shivered at the intensity of it-of her, of them. The want that unfolded through her was terrifying, it was consuming.

She stopped fighting.

She didn't want to fight anymore.

That moment marked the beginning of something neither of them could take back.

A forbidden thing, whispered between locked doors and lingering stares, a secret cousins don't share.

But they did.

And now, every glance burned, every brush of fingers carried weight. Guilt tangled with longing. Shame with desire.

They told themselves they could stop. That they would stop.

But love like this doesn't stop quietly.

And sooner or later, someone's going to find out.

Will they choose each other in the end?

Or will everything come crashing down?

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Warning:

This story is a work of fiction. It contains themes of forbidden romance and sexual content, which may be sensitive for some readers.

If you feel uncomfortable with these themes, please do not continue reading. Always prioritize your well-being and personal boundaries. Thank you for understanding.