*Key’s POV*

“Come on Annie, let’s go watch a movie together; JUST you and me,” Jonghyun said, looking directly at me as he emphasized on the word.

Jjong was really starting to bug me. He’d been acting all protective over Annie for the past two days; ever since the whole thing went down the night Carolyn went to the hospital for her wrist. I didn’t understand why he was being so cold toward me. After all, Annie was the one that threw herself at me. I didn’t do anything! What confused me most was that that tough little bulldog was soaking it alllll up. It was like she liked being fawned over by Jonghyun and all his skinship. I was seriously confused.

“Come on Key,” Brianna whispered in my ear. “Let’s go hang out in the garden.” I could see in her eyes that she was worried about me.

“All right yebo,” I smiled, giving her a hug. “I love you, you know.”

She bit her lip to keep from smiling and pulled me out the door to the garden.

*Rebecca’s POV*

“You shot me!” I shouted, looking at Onew in shock.

“Of course I did! That’s how you win the game,” he smirked.

“Yeah, but I didn’t think you’d actually shoot me! I didn’t even start moving yet.”

“That’s because you were pressing the button to reload your bullets.”

“Teach me,” I sighed, ing the controller toward Onew.

We were playing Call of Duty. Onew had offered to teach me how to play, but I thought I could learn by myself. Little did I know that it was much more difficult than I’d thought. After losing five games in a row, I finally decided to use his help.

It was two days since we’d confessed to each other. We hadn’t kissed or hugged since then, and only held hands once. We acted more like best friends than anything. I wasn’t even sure if everyone else knew we were an item now or now. I wanted to kiss him and act like how the other girls acted around their boyfriends, but I was scared. I could tell Onew felt the same way.

“Now you press this to shoot, and then this one makes you move,” I watched intently as Onew explained the different parts on the controller and what they did. I wasn’t intent on his words, but his actions and facial expressions. He looked so attractive during everything he did; even something as simple as explaining how to throw a grenade. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Just don’t press this one because-,”

I quickly placed a gentle peck on his cheek, making him stop mid-sentence. I looked down at my hands in my lap, but I could feel his gaze on me. He slipped his hand under my chin, lifting my head up to look into his eyes. Not a word was spoken. He leaned in and I felt my eyes begin to close.

*Onew’s POV*

When Rebecca kissed my cheek, I screamed like a little fangirl inside. I’d been dying to show some affection toward her again, but I wasn’t sure how. Now that she had made a move, I felt my instincts taking over. I reached over and lifted her head to look at me. I leaned in and saw her eyes beginning to close, just before I began to close mine.

I hovered in front of her lips, much like during our first kiss. I gulped hard, taking a deep breath before placing my lips on hers. We kissed softly, pulling away just enough for our lips to break contact. I went in again, slipping my hand around the back of her head. She rested a hand on my chest, most likely able to feel my rapidly beating heart.

The kiss was long this time, neither of us wanting to let it go. I felt her hand slipping down my chest and toward my back. It was now resting on my side, between my yellow hoodie and tie-dye shirt. She made her move, so I decided to make mine… though I’d never done this before.

*Rebecca’s POV*

I felt something soft and wet poke my lips. After a second I realized it was Onew’s tongue. I panicked for a second, then relaxed. Two days ago had been my first kiss, and now here we were already using tongue. I figured it was no big deal for Onew because he’s 23 and has probably done this plenty of times, so I just went with it.

I opened my mouth a little and felt his wet tongue slip inside. It began to explore my mouth, mixing our saliva together. The thought of saliva made me want to puke, but I held down my urge to gag by slightly opening my eyes. Seeing Onew’s face right in front of me and knowing his eyes were closed because he was kissing ME was enough to make me forget about the saliva. I closed my eyes again and kissed him back.

His tongue played around with mine for a little bit before exiting my mouth, back to where it came from. Onew and I both took deep breaths. However, before he had a chance to close his mouth, I s my tongue inside. I had never done this before, but I just tried to follow what Onew had done. I could feel the corners of his mouth tugging up into a smile as my tongue slipped past his.

I was barely conscious of my own hand which was creeping toward the bottom of his bright shirt. Slowly I slipped it under the fabric, letting my hand brush over his soft skin. It made me feel all tingly inside, giving me a boost of confidence and putting more passion into my side of the kiss.

Onew must’ve liked that, because he pulled me onto his lap, kissing me back just as passionately. I was so caught up in our kiss that I didn’t noticed my tank top strap slowly inching its way off my shoulder and down my arm.

Both my hands were under his shirt now, feeling every inch of his toned stomach. The feeling of his abs against my hands drove me crazy, making my head spin. I barely noticed his hand, which was on my bare shoulder, slowly moving downwards to my left . I suddenly realized what was going on.

“Onew!” I exclaimed, removing my hands from under his shirt and fixing my strap.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry-,”

“Onew, we can’t do this. I’m 15 and you’re-,”

“I know, I know, I’m 23. I’m sorry I just… I don’t know what got into me,” he said looking down.

“No, it was me too. I’m sorry,” I answered. I rested my head against his chest. After a moment of silence I finally spoke. “Why does life have to be so unfair? Why did I have to be born so late?”

“Hey, just think; if you were born any earlier, then you wouldn’t be you,” Onew said trying to cheer me up. “And at least you don’t have to be caught up in all that weird dating stuff in high school, right?” He looked into my eyes.

“Of course not,” I smiled. “Because I have you.”

“Exactly; and I’ll wait for you yebo. I’d wait forever.”