Seventeen imagines

#169 "T-Shirt"

For the first time, your boyfriend Joshua will come over to your house.

You felt giddy with excitement. You wanted to run, to shout, to tell everyone what was going to happen...but you had to wait. You couldn't sit down, couldn't read a book, couldn't even use the computer. Your mind was like a butterfly, whatever distraction you chose for yourself, your mind kept fluttering back, then you get that tingly feeling all over again.

The time is ticking and here you are, looking for a clean bra at the last moment.

"Seriously, where did I put my underwear?!"

The doorbell snapped you out of your stupor, you jumped like the button was hardwired to your brain and strode off to the door. But when you were about to open it, you remembered that you are just wearing a shirt without  a bra underneath.

"Will he notice it? My t-shirt is kinds thick tho," you mumbled.

Joshua pounded the door and yelled, "(y/n)! Are you there?!"

"Y-Yeah! Wait a moment!"

You grasped the doorknob, the cold metal sending a shiver up to your arm. Deep breaths. Your heart ricocheted off from your rib cage as you slowly turned the handle till there was a crack in the door. When you saw your boyfriend's face, all the excitement was paid off.

"Hello my girlfriend,"  he greeted with a smile.

Your mouth is almost too dry to speak. You nod like an idiot and then croak out "Yeah, Josh?"

Joshua laughed musically, yet gentle. "So can I come in?"

"S-Sure. Yeah ah. Come in," you answered while unknowingly fixing your hair all over again.

He went in and you closed the door.

You  feel happy when Joshua walks in the door and sat on the couch:  knowing that  for the rest of the evening he's all yours. It's not that he's fireworks and chatter; mostly he's so quiet, unwinding after a busy day. But just being near him lights you up inside.

"Do you want to eat dinner or...watch some movie?" He asked.

You sat down beside him and answered, "I am not hungry. Are you?"

"Oh, I'm not. Then, should we watch movie while holding hands?"

Your cheeks are suddenly kissed pink like a spring rose. You looked away and find a distraction. Joshua hanged back, allowing a time to compose yourself, fighting back the smile that wants to break out.

Joshua held your hand, get the remote control and turned on the televison. The movie started but his gaze on you is so soft and he doesn't drop his eyes for a moment.

You could feel my heart beat… every single pound in your chest. Not through your ears, that was occupied by the  sounds from the television.  This great pounding, this great pressure; every beat, you couldn't hear it, but you could feel it.

You tried to snapped out yourself and focus on the movie, but when you tilted your head on the screen, you saw the main lead kissing scenes.

Joshua and you are frozen on the spot.

Both eyes flew open as the row of heads turned to face each other. Joshua smile quivered across his reddened cheeks. His eyes flickered between the gazes  as he nudged himself towards your side. He was embarrassed.

"L-Let's change the chanel!" you suggested. You let go of his hand and decided to change the channel.

But the other movie contains another more kissing scenes!

So you choose to close the tv as you mumbled: "T-There is no good movies at all. Ahem."

The heavy silence settled, followed by the thick and hot atmosphere around.

"W-why did you close it?" He asked without looking.

"B-Because it is not good for innocent boy like you," you said.

"Who says? I'm not."

Finally, you looked at him and saw him smirking all of a sudden. 

Joshua would have a face of angel if his lips would ever break farther apart. The edge is pushed up, scrunching his one eye up. His lips parted a centimeter, making it seductive to many. Yet the faked smile on his pristine face made him appear all too arrogant, like any Casanova.

"Watching those will help me, don't you think so?" He whispered sexily.

Without any authority, he clutching his hands unto your hips, leaning you against his body. As  a result, you were weakened by his gentle yet seductive touch.

"J-Joshua, this is not so you," you mumbled.

You breathed as if no air would ever be enough, as if you were a drowning victim; a victim of your own boyfriend's temptation.

You got your first kiss from him the day he confessed. It was sweet and innocent. But tonight will be a little different.

"Do you think I am innocent at all?" he said while pressing his body against yours and continuing gazing within your eyes.

"J-Joshua w-why--"

You gasped when he begun kissing your frail neck, which made you even weaker than before. 

As he cautiously laid you down on the couch, unaware of what his plans for you,  You moved your hair away from the right side of your neck and  shut your eyes.

As soon as his moist, plump lips imprinted on your neck, you lost all rational thought, You were just consumed at the thought of him and you showing an ever growing love for each other.

"A-Are you really like this?" soft trembling moaned escape from your lips.

"Ahuh, were you surprise?" he answered before cupping your face and licking your lower lip.

"Hmmm," you muttered.

Joshua moves closer, as his forehead leans on yours. Both of your eyes are closed, and your breaths are shaking  together.

"Should I s-stop?" he asked, begging for an answer.

Unable to contain yourself anymore, you  wrapped your arms around his nape and pulled him for a kiss.

His hand roamed around and you gasped when you felt his hand sliding inside your shirt.

That's how you remembered something he must not know. But it is already late.

Joshua pulled his lips back, he is blushing as he asked, "WHY ARE YOU NOT WEARING ANYTHING UNDERNEATH YOUR SHIRT?"

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