if you guys want. listen to "Sparks" by Coldplay while reading. I have some of lyrics in this chap. :))

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The hands that were once around my small waist, he was now using to hover over me. “I love you, I love you, I love you so much.” He cooed as he pecked the side of my face. I felt the warmth from him again. It radiating off his body. Oh how I yearned for this.“

Oppa.” He stopped, staring into my eyes.

“We don’t ha-“ I put my finger on his lips. They’re soft just like I remembered.

“I want you.” He blushed at my sudden confession, looking away. I moved his face so I could take in full detail this gorgeous person I loved.

“You’re still shy about these things?” He couldn’t take his eyes off me.

“I’ve wanted you forever.” And like that I lost all confidence I had. So much for being a little dominant. He pushed my hand down. I shifted myself on his bed. There he goes again, having to be the one in charge. I closed my eyes slowly. I want to remember every ounce of this. I felt Minho’s lips on my neck. Unlike before, it was soft and sweet. Not forceful, or scary. He lightly set kisses up and down my neck. “Mmm~” I felt the smirk on my skin, and I wanted to hit him for that. I wrapped my arms around his neck. Give me a real kiss, Minho. It’s like he read my thoughts. I trembled a bit. I haven’t kissed him...well I did like twenty minutes ago. But the kind of kissing that always made me weak. He brought his face to mine, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. His smile was so big.

“Kiss me.” I whispered. His face inched closer, closer, and closer until there was no distance left. I swear I felt the vibes shoot through me. He held my face in his hands, kissing me more passionately with every second that passed. It deepen to the point I thought I’d stop breathing .Pure bliss one would say. As one hand cupped my face, the other was elsewhere, at my waist. He was very hesitate. “It’s okay.” I said in between the kiss. I felt his hand reach up my body. My shirt bunching up as he did, his palm making contact with my bare skin. Those hands were never cold.

We both were now lying down on the bed. Our hearts intertwined wit