Caught Off Pranking (B.I) - GeekReader

Michelle's POV

"Ugh..." I groaned audaciously as I fanned myself. "What's the matter?" B.I asked, and I just told him it was nothing and to just focus on his work... Our work. The heat in the recording room became like a heater for some reason. I watched B.I as he was there just sitting comfortably composing and writing some raps on his seat whilst I, on the other hand, was doing the exact opposite. How the hell can he not feel the heat? I wondered to myself. I wore the headphones and listened to the beat. trying to distract myself from the heat, but crap, it was not working.

I removed my jacket, leaving me with a fitted black tank on, and I suddenly realized that B.I was staring at me. "Mwoya?" I muttered and continued writing lyrics. His feet suddenly started to kick me playfully in a back and forth motion. "Ige paboya?" I told him, and he was just grinning but then stopped and started focusing on his work. We were seated face to face, and so I unconsciously stared at him. He looked so focused and intense. I stood up ,and he didn't even realized that. Didn't even flinch, even a little.

"Oppa!" I suddenly back hugged him from his chair, leaning my chest onto his back. "Mhm?" Now he's focused on me, and I can't even talk to him properly. "Aish..." I rolled my eyes. "I am bored..." Definitely from heat. I can't even think of anything! Seriously, he even chose the room where the aircon was broken to save my life. "Oppa!" I once again called him. "Wae?" Still on the laptop. "Hmph..." I went to my chair and just leaned my face on my right palm, watching him. I whispered and muttered this and that whilst poking my phone out and just distracted myself again.

B.I's POV

As I was finishing my rap and composition, I looked up and saw Michelle frowning and poking her phone out. Obviously, she looked annoyed. Damn it... She's angry at me... I scolded myself for not entertaining her earlier. She gets upset quite easily, so now I am stuck thinking of how to make up with her. "Michelle," I called her, but she ignored me, so I took the liberty to stand up and go to her place, turning her chair to the side, so I was facing her and took her phone out of her hand, putting it down to the table.

I used the armchairs to lean in and stared at her, so she can look into my eyes. "Mianhae..." I apologized, and she looked up slowly, stared back to me and slowly crept a smile on her face. I leaned a chaste kiss on her lips, and her hands s through my neck, deepening the kiss. Suddenly, I felt relaxed more than before when I was composing and writing lyrics. "Mhn..." I groaned. kissing felt good, I supposed. I could not stop myself from kissing her, so I bit her lip, faintly asking for permission which she gladly let me enter and explore her. She started , making me a bit turn, on but I had to suffice a litt