The Most Embarrassing Moment

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I’ve never really felt being cradled in a person’s arms since my mother died giving birth to me.

As I grew up, Dad wasn’t always there. The caregiver was the one who took care of me, and the

maids. I felt my body curling into a ball to fit the arms that are holding me right now. I’m feeling

really weird. It’s like my body’s floating, like I’m being carried by an angel. Don’t get me wrong

but it felt close to heaven or something like that. It feels and smells like heaven. Weird, right?

“What happened? Is she alright? Do you think I should call a doctor or-?” Dad’s voice broke into

my senses, only faintly.

“No need, Sir. She just fainted” a very familiar voice said. It was too familiar that my eyes

snapped open.

“KYAA!” I screamed. I’m just dreaming, I’m just dreaming!

But no! there’s no mistaking the feel of his arms on me, the smell of his perfume, the sound of

his steady breathing and there’s no absolutely mistaking that face! I quickly pulled out of his

arms and stepped back. Gah! I can’t believe I actually thought he’s an angel!

I felt myself panting like I ran a few good kilometers without resting.

“Dara, are you not feeling well? You fainted” Dad said.

No, I’m not feeling well! And I don’t know why I fainted, either. I just know that when he turned

around, my heart stopped beating for like two seconds then, when he smirked, my heart doubled

up that I felt the blood rushed to my brain, making me dizzy.

My eyes looked over him. I noticed a big change in him. His once slightly long blond hair was

now gone. In its place is a cropped black hair. The way he dresses changed, too. There’s

something formal and sexy with the way he looked- kya! I just didn’t associate the word sexy to

him, right? No! I refuse and I take that back! He is not sexy!

He’s just uber smexy, a side of my brain giggled.

No! Gah!

Well, I must admit that the tucked in shirts and folded sleeves was somewhat appealing. I

frowned a little as I saw a tattoo on his forearm. But weirdly, I wasn’t disgusted by it. I actually

find it- I stopped my train of thoughts. My mind is betraying me1 it kept on thinking that he’s

sexy when he’s not! Then, my eyes noticed something sparkly on his ear. Eh? An earring?

The obvious change was his body weight. He obviously gained weight, and I think he built some

light muscles, too. His new weight actually made him look sexier and hotter.

OH-MAI-GAH!

No, no, no! I just didn’t find the pest sexy and hot! No! I refuse! He is not sexy and he’s

definitely not hot and absolutely not cute! I was just surprise, that’s all. I was just taken aback,

took off by the moment.

“What is he doing here?!” I blurted, eyes never leaving the pest.

“Jiyong will be your personal driver from now”

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