Wikigirl 2 //PJM

Chapter 25

The way his warmth felt like a flame of life, lighting up slowly your whole flesh with passion as he parted your lips slightly again, only for a gasping sound to leave your lips while he knitted softly on your bottom lip before letting go.

Your mind was scattered completely by his actions and you were only staring at him in a daze while with each ticking second you were realizing how wildly he had awakened your body's craving for sensualism.

"Damn you." You said just as you looked at him and a smirk formed on his lips upon hearing your words for a sense of satisfaction took the best of him, knowing that his action had pleased you highly.

Oh only if he would ever have the chance to fully show you, how many things he knew and how many tricks he could pull off his sleeve that could easily drive your feelings to euphoric bliss. However, if he was to suggest or even utter the smallest portion of the immoral things that were going on in his head, he was certain that you would not only cut him off but be offended as well. For there was not a glimpse of respect in the actions he was wishing to perform with you, one day.

"Why did you even do this?" Your question drew him out of his thoughts in which he had involuntarily gotten himself and he looked at you that now seemed a bit more clear-headed and out of the momentary daze that his kisses had gotten you into.

"This can't be happening. We-"

"We are two human beings like any other and are allowed to get carried away. So what about it?" Jimin neutralised your thoughts as he cut you off, already aware that you were regretting this for panic had taken over you visible as you had stepped away from him and were avoiding to look at him.

"Right...that...that can happen...I am sorry, I was the one I gave you the wrong impression. I really don't have any such intentions towards you. I swear...it was just...a bad moment." You took ownership of what you claimed as your mistake for you were the one that had cupped his cheek and had leaned in and you were the one that had lowered your eyes to his lips first. You couldn't blame him for taking such an action for in a way you had invited him but nonetheless, you wanted to undo it. You didn't want him to think that you have any feelings for him because you really didn't want to have any. You shouldn't. You can't.

"Why are you apologising? It's not like I had a bad time...your seduction skills are improving by the way. That sure was something." He spoke with utter delight on his face which made you think that he was mocking you, but in reality, he was just way too happy to collect his facial expressions.

For him what you made it seem like an accident was a moment he will replay in his head for a long while. It was a moment that had his heartbeat still thumping loudly in his ears and had his chest still rising and falling in an abnormal rhythm. His whole flesh was tingling with tension and the tip of his fingers felt like they would start producing an electric spark from the energy that had risen up within him. However, despite the fact that he was on cloud nine, he was not blind. He could read well your body language and the fear and uncertainty in your eyes and that was the reason he made this sound so light. 

There was no point in getting you drunk in lewdness even though he was more than tempted to do it and even slipped slightly towards it. However, despite his momentary mistake driven by his want to have you, he still was aware that through his flesh, he couldn't get what he truly was desperate to get from you. Your love. Your heart.

You were not like him. You weren't one that would dive into any icy lake and search for love, ignoring all the pain that could come through the process. You weren't as crazy as him, to throw your heart at anyone's feet, in hopes they would pick it up. You were a sane person afraid to lay your feelings into anyone's palm, for they could leave your palms empty in return. While he tended to fill the palms of others with the pieces of his heart, without even expecting anything in return. Even a crumb of love used to thrill him and make him feel happy.