Defining Deviant. [Chapter 3]
Saturday, November 26, 2011
I plopped myself onto the soft, welcoming mattress. My body began to slowly sink into it, making my thoughts disappear, one by one.
Then, as I was throwing away all my troubles, a person dumped his body next to mine, making the bed shake a little. I groaned. Whoever ruined the moment I was having was sure going to pay.I put on my mean face, ready to strike the person who was laying beside him.
I turned around, only to see Byunghun, eyes closed, his breathing slow and he seemed, well, like he's forgot all the matters of the world. I couldn't take my eyes off his innocent yet fragile face. My hands made it's way to touch his surprisingly small luscious lips.
Oh God, what am I doing? Oh no. No, no, no ,no ,no. I withdrew my finger away from his lips rapidly. There's no way that I'm falling for a guy. Definitely, positively, absolutely no freaking way that I'm having feelings for Byunghun. I shook my head and let out a sigh.
"Chanhee, what's wrong? You look like you have some problems" I turned around to face the person who was talking to me. Byunghun's eyes are even spellbinding when you're up close.
"Wha-? Uh...no? Err um" I desperately struggled to search for words but all I manage to come up with was just a simple no, with a shake of my head attached to it.
Seconds later, Byunghun got up and grabbed his towel. He then began to undress himself. To be honest, I kind of freaked out at first. The pillow was the closest thing to me and the most harmless object, so I instantly reached for it and with all the tiny bit of strength I got left, I hesitantly threw it towards Mr. Takes-his-shirt-off-without-asking-the-person-around-him-if-it's-ok .
The pillow made an impact with Byunghun's face seconds later. Whoops! Chanhee you idiot! What did you just do? I threw my palm to my face and repeated the same sentence for a couple of times. Chanhee you moron. Facepalm. Chanhee you moron. Facepalm. Chanhee you good for nothing freak. Again, continued with a facepalm.
"Why did you throw the pillow?" Byunghun turned around, confused.
"I-I'm no-t u-u-sed to people undressing in front of me!" There. I said it. Honesty is the best policy, right? I shut my eyes, daren't to to look at Byunghun shirtless but somehow, my eyes couldn't stay away from Byunghun's smooth, pale chest. I took a quick glance and again, shut my eyes tight.
I heard footsteps. No, please don't come here, Byunghun. Please, for God's sake, don't come near me.
I could smell the type of talcum powder he was wearing as Byunghun got closer. It was for babies. I chuckled a bit. How can a guy like him wear talcum powder for babies? Then again, I do have Hello Kitty band aids in my bag.
Hearing his breathing made me calm. Before I knew it, I was moaning. Well, slightly. It wasn't that loud. My eyes began to open to the strange feeling I had in my pants.
I squealed, I squealed, I squealed until I couldn't squeal , until I was out of breath. Until I saw the reason why I was squealing like a little girl.
Oh.
I let out a soft moan, just to satisfy myself as I threw my head back and shut my eyes. Byunghun stuck his hand into my pants and he held my crotch. I moaned again but this time, it was a little louder than before.
Fuck that tiny rapper. Fuck him for making my pants wet. Fuck him for having the nerves to do this to me.
I plopped myself onto the soft, welcoming mattress. My body began to slowly sink into it, making my thoughts disappear, one by one.
Then, as I was throwing away all my troubles, a person dumped his body next to mine, making the bed shake a little. I groaned. Whoever ruined the moment I was having was sure going to pay.I put on my mean face, ready to strike the person who was laying beside him.
I turned around, only to see Byunghun, eyes closed, his breathing slow and he seemed, well, like he's forgot all the matters of the world. I couldn't take my eyes off his innocent yet fragile face. My hands made it's way to touch his surprisingly small luscious lips.
Oh God, what am I doing? Oh no. No, no, no ,no ,no. I withdrew my finger away from his lips rapidly. There's no way that I'm falling for a guy. Definitely, positively, absolutely no freaking way that I'm having feelings for Byunghun. I shook my head and let out a sigh.
"Chanhee, what's wrong? You look like you have some problems" I turned around to face the person who was talking to me. Byunghun's eyes are even spellbinding when you're up close.
"Wha-? Uh...no? Err um" I desperately struggled to search for words but all I manage to come up with was just a simple no, with a shake of my head attached to it.
Seconds later, Byunghun got up and grabbed his towel. He then began to undress himself. To be honest, I kind of freaked out at first. The pillow was the closest thing to me and the most harmless object, so I instantly reached for it and with all the tiny bit of strength I got left, I hesitantly threw it towards Mr. Takes-his-shirt-off-without-asking-the-person-around-him-if-it's-ok .
The pillow made an impact with Byunghun's face seconds later. Whoops! Chanhee you idiot! What did you just do? I threw my palm to my face and repeated the same sentence for a couple of times. Chanhee you moron. Facepalm. Chanhee you moron. Facepalm. Chanhee you good for nothing freak. Again, continued with a facepalm.
"Why did you throw the pillow?" Byunghun turned around, confused.
"I-I'm no-t u-u-sed to people undressing in front of me!" There. I said it. Honesty is the best policy, right? I shut my eyes, daren't to to look at Byunghun shirtless but somehow, my eyes couldn't stay away from Byunghun's smooth, pale chest. I took a quick glance and again, shut my eyes tight.
I heard footsteps. No, please don't come here, Byunghun. Please, for God's sake, don't come near me.
I could smell the type of talcum powder he was wearing as Byunghun got closer. It was for babies. I chuckled a bit. How can a guy like him wear talcum powder for babies? Then again, I do have Hello Kitty band aids in my bag.
Hearing his breathing made me calm. Before I knew it, I was moaning. Well, slightly. It wasn't that loud. My eyes began to open to the strange feeling I had in my pants.
I squealed, I squealed, I squealed until I couldn't squeal , until I was out of breath. Until I saw the reason why I was squealing like a little girl.
Oh.
I let out a soft moan, just to satisfy myself as I threw my head back and shut my eyes. Byunghun stuck his hand into my pants and he held my crotch. I moaned again but this time, it was a little louder than before.
Fuck that tiny rapper. Fuck him for making my pants wet. Fuck him for having the nerves to do this to me.
Had fun reading this chapter? No? ok. jsyk, i had fun writing this ;-; what will happen next? oh the suspense is killing me. lol sorry for the rude words. wish i was in singapore for the fanmeeting