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Right Time, Wrong LoveDARA’S POV
The party is about to end. My eyes search for Jiyong in the venue and saw him at the corner talking on his phone. As I watch his face, his expression changes into something I couldn’t decipher. Who could his caller be?
I find my feet walking towards him. “Ji, what’s the matter?”
He didn’t bother to answer. He just hugged me so tight as if I’m his strength giver.
“Is there a problem?” I asked him again my voice full of worry.
He look at me slowly and loosening from his tight embrace. “Dara-yah,” he spoke softly. “Whatever happens when we come back to Korea please bear in mind that whatever happened here are all true without any pretensions. You are special to me Sandara Park.”
With that, he kissed me fully on my lips. We stayed for that moment until I felt him deepen the kiss we are sharing, his tongue making his way inside my mouth seeking a duel with my own. I feel my strength being by a strong force which is foreign to my system.
My mind went blackout as it cannot formulate reasons at the very moment. All I know is this wonderful feeling we both shared. The kiss is something should not happen especially with cameras around us but neither Jiyong nor I are in our correct mindset.
I feel a tear touched my check and noticed that Jiyong is crying. I try to get away from our tight embrace but he did not let me.
Jiyong spoke on my lips. “Dara, please do promise me that when we meet in Korea again, nothing will ever change between us. Please, Dara-ah even when YG hyung will interfere, nothing should change between us. This is just the start for the two of us please let me handle this on my own. We are us and nothing, no one can change that.”
Though I cannot comprehend what he is talking, I nodded in agreement. And with that, he again kisses me. This time deeper and longer…..
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