His whisper tickled my skin, slowly yet hungrily landing his lips back on mine.
Our lips motioned together in perfect sync. It was addicting but it needed to stop.
"I-" my hand travelled over the material that sheltered his abs, slowly reaching his chest. My heart pounded with greed, halting our actions with lowered head, pushing him backwards as if it were the most difficult thing to do.
'-I don't want this" bitterness ran dry down my throat, looking up to the most beautiful orbs that looked at me without being able to say anything.
The hands that held me as if he were going to break me, slowly yet painfully brushed away from mine.
I placed my hands over his, watching the way his eyes changed slowly in response to my actions. It were as if he had seen a beacken of hope.
"-at least not like this" I tried phrasing my words in the best way possible but he still looked so confused.
"What I'm trying to say is... Look." I stared at him with seriousness. "Let's be realistic here. What do you really know about me?"
"You're beautiful, kind, hardworking" his hand slipped away from mine reaching my jaw line as if trying to memorize it.
"1 meter 65, weighing 58kg" my eyebrows fell into a straight line.
"Seriously Jungkook?!" I slapped his hand away. "Are you just throwing out whatever information you get from my carriculum?!"
A mischievous smile creeped up on the corner of his lips. "I'm kidding"
"Are you now?" I crossed my arms over my chest.
"When I say get to know each other I literally mean 'get to know each other' jungkook." I couldn't help but sigh.
"Do you even know when's my birthday?"
"12th August" he was quick to respond letting my eyes roll once more.
"Hey, I don't go memorizing everyones birthday through their curriculum, at the office. I only know yours because I'm interested in you."
"Fair enough" I licked my lip from dryness. "But my point is. You don't really know what I like and don't like. If I'm allergic to something or not"
"I know that I like you" he mutters with the most tender expression. It felt so sincere.
"You think that you like me, when deep down that could all just be mer lust..."
"Even if it were lust, I still need to at least like you to feel that way. I wouldn't do it with someone that I despise" he leaned against the island table glancing at me.
"I guess you have a point..." I leaned against the fridge in thought.
"So... Uhmm" he scratched the tip of his nose. "Will you date me?"
I know I said he didn't even ask me out. But now that he did... This feels rather awkward.
"Hmm" I hummed with a nod, not finding the courage to look at him straight in the eyes.
"Are you going red?" He teased.
"No! I just let the heater on for too long!" I slipped away from the awkwardness grabbing the remote that controls the heater that stood on the center table.
"Look at that" his hot breath grazed my skin, making it hotter than it already was. "You forgot to even turn it on"
I pursed my lips in embarrassment, turning around to push him away but was quick to slip, grabbing his collar as support, only managing to collied over the couch.
His body hovered mine with our faces inches away from each other. "Your quick on your feet" he licked his upper lip in a teasing manner.
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Storm
Romance"You need to be like me, Storm" He unbuttoned the hems of his shirt, beginning to take small footsteps towards me and with every step he wrecked my nerve system. "You need curiosity" He rolled his sleeves neatly up to his elbows, showing off the vei...
