“Okay.”

 i said shortly, pouting I'm keeping my laugh

He stared at me. Now I'm the one blushing. I can feel it.

He move and now he's kissing me.

He cupped my face, and then he’s kissing me.

He's my lips, and making hot circles around it.

I'll take this as a yes.

He stopped, and stare at my lips for a while. We're both panting, out of breath.

He went to my ear and whispered,

“Yes. I'm jealous. To the point that I want to murder him, happy?”

I laughed. This guy. Hahahaha oh god forgive him.

“Too bad, you can't murder him.” I whispered to his ear.

He glared at me.

Oh god.

I'm gonna die.

“I'm telling you, if one day a news of him got murdered comes out, it's me who murdered him.” he said. He's so serious.

He's so possessive. I like it.

“I'd love to see you murder him with your hands, psycho boy.” I said giggling.

He chuckled and pinches both of my cheek stretching them out.

“Yes. And his soul will haunt you more than me because you're just watching him getting murdered.” he said