A song to heal your soul while you read BIBI - Maybe If

Is developing weird thoughts normal? He carried you all the way to his bedroom which located a few rooms after yours. You couldn't even pay attention nor see clearly because all you see was his neck, the thick y throat as his palm rested against your nape, pulling you close so that you would nuzzle in his. He was carrying you in a bridal style, kicking the door open with a foot and placed you gently on the king-sized bed in his room. 

Mr Jeong smelled addicting, like freaking intoxicating. The divine, noble, captivating yet sensual scent infused in his personal space the moment you entered. It tasted a mixture of fresh honey, warm almond and a tinge of vanilla that the rich yet unique irresistable cologne welcomed more to your fantasy. The Jo Malone, Myrrh and Tonka definitely was Jaehyun's intense signature scent that you couldn't help but daydreamed even more when he pressed his torso so close to yours.

He was taking his own sweet time to lay you down on his bed, his front leaning on yours, how the thin cloth of the nightgown you were wearing abraded his shirt, the wild friction that he didn't know could make you to be so sensitive, he could feel how taut your were. He was inhaling the side of your neck, how it exuded pure innocence and childlike sweetness, a combination of baby johnson powder and a tint of faint peach, resisting the urge to take a bite on.

Of course, the monster in him took the advantage by planting a kiss on your temple, a peck on your cheek and another smooch on the side of your full lips. Hearing soft moans, he couldn't help but pulled away for a short moment, watching you closing your eyes, a crease formed on your forehead, experiencing the pleasuring yet painful torment inflicted to your body. As his eyes darted lower, it was obvious you were by his action, how hardened your were, poking against the thin fabric of your gown that he wondered if you wore a bra underneath. 

A hand trailed from your waist up to your underarm, deliberately brushed against the side of your  while another hand on your hair lightly.

"Goodnight sweetheart" he whispered next to your ear, totally bewitched by his deep and husky voice but backed away from your body at once with a smug plastered on his face. As expected, you appeared confused and naive, the exact reaction he'd wanted to see.

Already? Is he leaving already? Did he give up his bed just because of you?

"Are you leaving already?" grabbing his wrist softly, stopping him when he pivoted around to leave.

"Yes, why?"

"Where are you sleeping tonight?"

"Why? Do you want me to sleep next to you?"

How your eyes lit by that straightforward suggestion made him wanted to stay and cuddle with you for the whole night, fantasizing how he will wake up late for work but doesn't mind anyway and holding you amorously in his arms, tight and secure so you won't be away from his sight.

"no.." your voice faded, meek and slow while locking your eyes with him. "Did you fight with your wife? Is she going to be okay? Where is she going to sleep tonight?"

"Sweetheart, we are never on good terms and you are the first one to enter my bedroom"

As you were registering his answers, a shade of cherry tomatoes flushed your cheeks, knowing he never slept with his wife. Then why did he get married in the first place?

"You didn't tell me that you are married" this sudden topic piqued his curiosity, arched his brows while reading your face. There was a mix of scepticism and jealousy which made him needed to be honest with you.

"It is unnecessary anyway. I won't be with her for long"

What does that even mean? But some parts of you didn't want to pry deeper into his private life especially because he adopted you with a good-natured impression you have on him and you knew how some people just loathed having a busybody person around. As you yawned on reflex, Jaehyun leaned in and cupped your jaw in his hands.

"Sweetheart, go to sleep now. If the scars worsened, I'm bringing you to the hospital tomorrow, okay?"

"Then, where do you sleep?" repeated your question with your eyes sparkled that reflected into his, the corner of his lips tugged upwards unknowingly, how he was fond of this little fairy, indirectly inviting him to sleep with you.

"I'll sleep at the couch, you don't have to worry. And sweetheart, do you know what will happen if you always leave the door open at night when you go to bed? Leah might go in and do things to hurt you. She's crazy and I'm about to fire Madam Lee for not reporting this to me-"

"No..no please. Madam Lee is nice to me"

When the conversation almost got serious, you pressed your hands against his that was holding your face close to his, begging him for his mercy to not remove someone you'd already felt comfortable with. But Jaehyun's mind wandered off somewhere, he wasn't focusing on anything else besides your pouty lips and how warm and tiny your hands were.

He swallowed hard at the contact, the tips of his ears slowly turned into redness of embarrassment, feeling the need to control the demon in him.

"Sweetheart, sleep now before I change my mind"

In a split second, you covered and buried yourself in the comforter, settling yourself in a comfortable position, only poking your head out in that huge bed while staring at Mr Jeong backing away and ran a hand through his fluffy hair. He looked exhausted, and al