𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗟❜𝗦 𝗖𝗨𝗥𝗦𝗘 | 𝘴𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘫𝘪𝘯

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⎡𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗠𝗜𝗡⎦

I open the door and lead Hyunjin inside.

Seungmin: So uh, this is the room. I know it's not much but-

Hyunjin: Don't say that, I like it! It's really cozy, perfect for the cold weather outside!

Seungmin: Is it?

I look down, shyly.

Hyunjin: Of course it is!

I feel heat creeping up my face and I know I'm blushing really hard right now, so I quickly turn, making sure Hyunjin doesn't notice the deep pink covering my cheeks.

Seungmin: This is the closet, you can put your clothes here.

I walk to the closet and open the door for him to look inside.

Hyunjin: That's great, I start unpacking now.

Seungmin: I-I'll help!

Hyunjin: Really? Thank you so much!

I nod in response and we start taking clothes out of his bag.

We walk back to the closet and start putting the clothes on the shelves, I use a stool to reach the higher shelves since I'm a few inches shorter than needed.

After finishing the pile of clothes I brought, I turn around to get down and bring more.

As I turn, my foot slips and I feel myself falling backward.

I close my eyes, ready to feel the pain from the impact, but instead, I feel an arm wrapping around my waist.

I open my eyes and see Hyunjin holding me from falling, our faces barely an inch apart.

We stay in that position for a while, his arm still around my waist.

The only thing that can be heard is our breathing.

My eyes fall on lips, and so do his.

He leans in his lips brush against mine.

Suddenly, he grabs my hair and slams his lips onto mine.

I gasp from the sudden roughness, but soon start moving my lips in sync with his.

I grab his collar and pull him closer for better access.

His tongue enters my mouth, exploring every corner.

He runs his hands through my hair, tugging at it every once in a while.

But...

It feels good...

After a while, he pulls away and looks at me.

His eyes widen and he immediately lets go of me.

Hyunjin: I-I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have done that!

He steps back and looks down.

Hyunjin: I... I'm gonna go...

He turns around and walks out of the room.

I lean against the wall and feel my eyes tearing up.

Does he regret kissing me?