damn dishes (2/2)

Innocence Pasional

"Hi, baby. As will those dishes, you are making is difficult? ..." His insinuating voice thick resonated throughout the room while the boy often wince at once and his heels, letting the foam sponge on a few dishes. His gaze seemed to run into with it for a brief second, but the younger descended briefly look and an innocent and tiny smile formed on his face, while towards a reverence and remained motionless. Good night ... Young Kim, my name is Kim Kibum, I am here to serve ... His words were said in an almost inaudible whisper and Jonghyun only managed to bite his lip, even smiling at him with those smiles that were capable of burning an entire van. But the boy was not looking, but staring at the floor. "To serve, you say?" Jonghyun laughed, walking towards an end to pour himself a glass of ice water and drink it slowly, without taking his eyes off "and after washing, you go to sleep, baby?" The boy descended head even more, turning to the sink to hear that the water was still falling, his mind seemed innocent not process the nickname. He nodded, although Jonghyun's eyes were far from his face. "Yes ... when finished with ire to rest if the young gentlemen allow me dishes" Jonghyun left the glass of water on the circular table, watching as the boy continued his work with green sponge, again back to the. the lower lip his lips and moved swiftly to where he was, surrounding him blow waist and placing his lips to her ear. "For me I have been one thing we can do happened" whisper, while the boy was jumped up and surprise, entiensandose liego and shaking furiously, as if holding a shout "Your you say, baby? you dare not go with me to my room?" The boy trembled much more often, while trying to free the grip very naive despair, though it was impossible because Jonghyun threw it against the wall next, cornering him behind the fridge with a somewhat flirtatious smile. Although the smile disappeared from his face when I look at the other boy, who was completely flushed, with her head bowed and nerves, the face dominated by terror and hair covering his eyes, making invalids efforts to get rid of the impetuous arms Jonghyun, who alone is worthy to place your hands on either side of his head, apresandolo more. "Wh-What does ...? Release me ... Release me Su-please ... " whisper in a faint voice as a series of tremors came over him and pressed his eyes all he could. "Come on, do not play hard to get, the is wrong with you ??" Jonghyun's eyes tried to find her full lips, but I do not, because the boy was still in his desperate attempt to get out, ever trembling with more power. Finally, I observe his eyes and facial appearance seductive Playboy change immediately when he noticed that these were sunk by the tears that came and went, even though painfully keep them closed. He was on the verge of saying something, but was arrested by approaching footsteps. "Jonghyun! Where have you gone, you rascal?" He recognized the voice of his cursed sister, so I quickly released the boy and watched him run his hands over his face, choking sobs. Jonghyun cursed under his breath, going out and finding room on the railing of the stairs. -"Ah, here you were, you have the number of the blonde who is captain of the volleyball team?" " I long to sleep "I indicate with a tone that gave no option to reply, angrily up the stairs and throwing her back to her bed. What the hell had happened? He had been rejected? The, the desired Kim Jong-hyun, had been rejected by his own servant? It was ing amazing! He had lost a "one night stand" and now would have to sleep without having ed good on the day. Really she had rejected him and had thrown mourn? He exhaled with a smile. ALL THE SAME !!!! ■■■■■■■■ A/N: hope you liked it ^^

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