┊Just Like The Wind, a drabble.
"You are what you love, not who loves you," her voice rang in his head. It was more of a song rather than a statement. It was a simple sentence that sent him spiraling in confusion and frustration. That simple statement struck him in so many ways that he refused HyunA's companionship. All he remembered was her golden eyes and tender touch despite the fact that he was ing the school's most beautiful girl. He was in disarray and he was ing ed up, goddamn.
"I see that I'm successful in wrinkling your mind." The hairs on the nape of his neck stood as he suppressed a shudder. He hated the fact that her voice itself can stir something in the depths of his being, the fact that her voice itself can arouse him and send a warm prickling feeling of warmth throughout his body... yet he allowed himself to wallow in its addicting pleasure.
"Shut up," he spat, "I wasn't thinking about that." The muscles on his stomach clenched and twitched in anticipation under her palm as she slid it under his shirt. He clenched the railing tighter and breathed in slow breaths. She was treading on thin ice—god, this woman didn't know what she was doing!
"Hm," she hummed, chuckling lightly, "that's not what your body is telling me, Kai." His breath hitched as blood rushed to his groin, heat coiling in his stomach. He suddenly felt cold as her hands left his, releasing his grip on the railings. He whipped around, only to face the humid air of the rooftop. She was gone again... just like the wind.
This is the idea that's been playing in my mind for a long time, but I got too lazy to start it because I feel like it's going to go nowhere, so boo-hoo. Anyway, I hope you guys like this short drabble. I think this was supposed to lead to a lemon, but as I've said, I got to lazy. Eh. It's a freebie and a sneak peek to my writing. :)
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