Haneul's POV

He supported himself on top of me, smiling at me. We kissed deeply, our tongues fighting for dominance. I won eventually, but that was only because I bit his tongue. He pouted but did not pull away from me. He let me lead him, and we finally broke apart for air.

We were staring deeply into each other as we catch our breaths. He lean in again, kissing me hungrily. I closed my eyes, enjoying the kiss. Our hands unconsciously roamed onto each other. He touched my thighs while I his back.

It felt weird to be touched so intimately by someone else but at the same time, I don't deny that it felt good. He touched every part of my body but he avoided my s or bare skin. He was restraining himself, I could tell. He was polite to the point it was cute.

His hands stopped at the bottom of my shirt, tugging lightly and bitting his lower lip.

“What is it?” I asked, touching the corner of his lips.

Of course I knew what he wanted. It was written all over his face, just that he didn't dare to ask for it.

“I...” He smacked his lips slightly.

“You what?” I asked, poking his chest.

“I want you.” He said softly, cupping my cheek with his palm.

“Me? But you have me.” I said, tracing my finger down his chest.

“I mean...” He looked away.

“What?” I .

“You know.. Like..” His hands slipped under my shirt, my stomach with his thumb.

The sudden warmth of his palm against my bare skin tensed me up. He looked at me and withdrew his hand immediately.

“Sorry. I'm so sorry.” He apologized.

“I thought you said you had confidence.” I smiled.

“But that doesn't mean I can go against your wishes.” He said, sitting up beside me.

I looked up at him. His cheeks were flushed red and he was pouting slightly.

“I didn't say no.” I said.

He looked at me in surprise.

I smiled and pulled him down by his collar, attacking his lips. We kissed deeply for what seemed like forever until he broke us apart my lips. He went down to my neck, nibbling and onto my skin. My hands explored his back. I slipped under his shirt, feeling his skin. It felt soft but boney.

“So thin.” I said, frowning a little.

He smiled slightly and kissed my cheek before going back to what he was doing before.

“I thought of another new year's resolution.” I said.

“What?” He asked.

“I'm going to fatten you up.” I said.

“Be my guest.” He smiled.

His fingers stopped at the strap of my bra. He looked at me, as thou asking for permission. I was unsure thou. It's not like I wanted to deny him of it, but I felt embarrassed at the same time.

“It's okay to say no.” He said.

“No.” I said.

His face dropped, but he withdrew his hands still.