the first & the last | kwon jiyong

the first time you kissed.

"catch me if you can." you ran through the rain, your sneakers involunterily splashing the puddles that decorated the streets.

he caught up to you quickly and grabbed your wrist, turning you around in one swift move.

"gotcha." he smirked. the raindrops travelled from his hair down to his neck, and both of you were soaking wet. you stared into his eyes and he pulled you closer, your bodies sharing the warmth. he rested his chin on the top of your head, his arms wrapped around your neck.

you pulled away and looked up at him nervously. he gently cupped your face with his cold hands.

his smile was the last thing you saw before you closed my eyes and your lips met. it seemed like your lips were made for each other, and you melted into his touch all over again. you held onto his cold shirt as the kiss progressed, and at this point you could've sworn you didn't have butterflies in your stomach, but a whole fucking zoo.

he pulled away slowly, before flashing his signature gummy smile at you. a wave of emotions came over you, and you realised that this was all real. the guy you kept daydreaming about... he's yours now.