author: just watched their show with Heechul (something about drunken parties) and there was this moment.

No, Shuhua, please stop, I don't want to see anymore...
..I don't want to see anymore...
so why am I replaying this moment over and over again?
I see myself, my eyes on you, watching your game with interest.
Everything is like in slow motion:
you stir the cocktail,
put the straw aside
dip two fingers into a glass of drink
and bring them to your lips.
Incredibly y.
I hear my accelerated heartbeat, it rushes at breakneck speed, I blush, I get hot.
I jump up from my chair and rush to the bar behind us, laughing, the rest of the girls in a shocked fit too.
I can't believe my eyes - Shuhua, who didn't drink alcohol, showed herself in the iest position that I could not even imagine.
My Shuhua?
Oh my God!
Now, hiding behind a blanket in my room, I replay this scene over and over again.
I'm still hot, I'm almost suffocating, I want to run out into the street to take a deep breath of fresh air.
Cheeks burn, heart beats intermittently, goosebumps, one thought in my head.
No.
I won't voice it.
It is forbidden.
I forbid myself.
You can't think of Shuhua like that.
Stop!
Don`t!
No need, please disappear
How I wish my lips were instead of her fingers.