Sunghoon's POV
I was awake but at the same time, fast asleep.
My mind was alert, I could feel the calm rays of sunlight sneaking into the room and I could hear the little beeps of my watch. But my eyes were closed and my body lying peacefully, not wanting to move at all.
Heeseung and I were spooning on my bed. It even sounds surreal. Everything from last night sounded surreal.
My lips twitched into a smile as I remembered last night. We kissed. He kissed me.
Not my first kiss but my first kiss in years. I've almost forgot how good it is to kiss someone.
At the moment everything felt perfect. I could do that all over again, for as long as possible. Then--
The kettle whistled, loud enough. I think the whole neighbourhood heard. What kind of evil kettle is this?
Heeseung groaned, the hand around my waist lifting as he turned around, lying on his back with a yawn. "Shit. What's that?"
"Sunghoon's alarm." I replied copying his new position. Although I missed his warm body being pressed against me.
Heeseung blinked confused for a moment before he recalled that he was in my room with me. He smiled lazily yawning again.
"Hey you."
I chuckled, "Good morning heeseung."
"Morning hoon." He said with a smile.
I made to get up from the bed but his hands went around my waist, pinning me back. "Five more minutes."
He watched me with a smile and made to kiss me but I turned my head to a side.
"what are you doing?
He surely wasn't expecting my question. "Uh.. nothing."
I smirked them made to get up again. "We've got school."
"Wait." His hand clamped over my wrist. "A-are you mad at me?"
"No." I answered sincerely sitting back on the bed.
"I just don't know what to expect now, are you going to run off and not say a word until another six years?" I asked turning to face him. There was hiding his pained expression.
"No. No. No, running off. I don't plan on leaving anywhere and sunghoon the only reason I didn't say a word or write back was because I was scared."
"Scared?"
He nodded.
"Yes. I had all this new feelings and they scared me. I didn't know what to do with them. I didn't understand a thing and I didn't know what I wanted. Now I do. I know exactly what I'm feeling. I know what I want."
I gulped, I felt prickly all over and I just couldn't tear my eyes away from heeseung's. "And? What exactly do you want?"
He smiled, then smirked inching closer. "I could show you, if you'd just-"
I opened my mouth to say something, my hand going to his chest to stop him from moving any closer.
But heeseung didn't let me. His lips were on mine in seconds and as much as I wanted to shove him off me, I wanted to kiss him much more.
My back came to rest back on the bed with heeseung hovering above me, our lips still connected to a slow dance of passion.
My hand on heeseung's chest moved around his body enjoying the feeling of his muscles.
A soft gasp escaped my lips when his hand slipped under my shirt.
"Sunghoon you in there?" A knock came on my door that startled heeseung and I so much, we fell off the bed with a loud thud.
"Sunghoon? Are you alright?"
I was almost panting and I had to clear my throat before replying. "Yes mom, I'm fine."
"You are? Did you fall off the bed?"
"Um.." I turned to see heeseung his first over his mouth to stop himself from laughing out loud. "Y-yea. You startled me."
"Hmm. Aren't you going to come out?"
I couldn't answered as heeseung was kissing me again, on my neck and it was driving me crazy.
I was confused on how to reply to my mother. That's until I elbowed him. "In a minute!"
"Fine. Don't be late." I heard her walk away and I jumped off the ground heading to the shower immediately before heeseung sees the mess I am.
"Shower together?" He asked, and got a reply of the door bolting up.
I showered as quick as I could, calming my raging hormones that heeseung seemed to have awakened.
After I showered, heeseung was still here and he showered In my bathroom too, putting on my big sweats after.
I couldn't stop looking at him. My sweats never looked so good on me but they fitted him perfectly. He looked great in my clothes.
Nobody was downstairs when we came out and after finishing two mugs of coffee, we left the house.
Thankfully we weren't late to school and made it early to homeroom. But the poor teacher was glaring daggers at me soon after because she had to call my name three times.
Why didn't I answer?
Unfortunately it's not because I was asleep or feeling rebellious, no, no.
It's was because I was distracted, my mind was somewhere else entirely. And it's all heeseungs fault.
That sneaky asshole had his hand on my thigh all through.
I wasn't mad at him though. If love is blind, like is deaf.
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Okay.. I'm very disappointed with this chapter I could've done better than this 😭😭
Have a great day 💗🦋
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