NOTE: This chapter contains slightly heated intimate session, skip if you are uncomfortable.
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I came back to the room. My eyes landed over the familiar figure who was standing near the large glassed window looking into the darkness. His hands hidden in his sweatpant's pocket.
"Didn't I already give you the schedule?", I spoke with the tinge of annoyance.
He ignored me and stayed silent, I rolled my eyes walking closer to him, my hands were folded over my chest.
Before I could speak once again, he handed my phone to me without sparing a gaze at me.
I shook my head taking it from him, when I peeked over the screen I noticed the changed screen wallpaper, it holds a picture of him, in the same outfit he was currently wearing. My heart skipped a beat but kept my sanity.
"Why did you change my screen's wallpaper?!", I whined.
"It's better than that boring quoted picture you got from Pinterest", he said sternly, this time turning towards me. I could see no humour on his face.
"This picture is ugly!", I rolled my eyes. He kept looking at me with the same unreadable gaze.
I had my mind to walk away but he started to speak.
"About those texts which you sent me......I called Catherine and she informed that she deleted them 'mistakingly', she wanted to take few pictures......",
"Mistake?", I scoffed.
"..... she's obviously lying but I know you could never say that to her.....", I shook my head, already so done with Catherine.
"You think I'm a coward?", he warbled, taking few steps towards me, I took a step back as well but my stars weren't favouring me, I tripped and fall over the unpleasant couch. Thanks lord!
"You're so clumsy", he breathed and moved away to his closet.
I managed to sit back, holding my phone to look at the call logs.
I furrowed.
"Hey! Ash gave me a ring but I can't find his number?", I said carefully scrolling the call logs but there was no recent unknown number.
"Why are you so desperate for him?", he said in an obnoxious tone.
I looked at him with a furrow.
"What?!", I spoke in disbelief, he cocked his eyebrow at me.
I was so done with him as well and mom think that I like him.
"Why do you always predict?", I said annoyed.
"Ain't you yourself do?", he asked instead. I narrowed my eyes at him,
"I definitely don't!", I protested.
He took a dramatic turn towards me, tilting his head briefly to one side.
I noticed his jaw tighten, he was angry. My inner soul was successfully intimidated by him, although I kept my posture brave.
He ruffled his hair backward turning to enter the bathroom.
"His contact is erased and blocked from your cellphone", he said shutting the door behind him. My jaw dropped.
"WHAT!?!", I roared, and moved ahead to bang at the door.
"Why did you do that?? Why are you so annoying!!? STOP INTERFERING IN MY LIFE!", I was bellowing.
But to my surprise, the door suddenly opened causing me to startle. He mindlessly pulled me inside pushing me back to now-closed door, he came closer.
His gaze was piercing through me. I kept the eye contact. My heart kept throbbing. My palms were resting over his bare chest, I instantly retrieved them as soon as I realized.
"I hate that guy......note it down.....", He said in a stern manner. Rejoinder would be a sin at this moment so I chose to stay quite.
"I hate you even more!", he whispered with the same intimidating gaze. I didn't like what he said but wasn't that obvious? He says it all the time.
He was standing at the closest proximity. My face was heating up, I felt numb.
I swallowed, subtly.
My eyes were enjoying the conversation they were having with his unreadable gaze, I was oblivious. I shut my eyes instantly, I was experiencing a weird feeling in my abdomen.
In no time I felt a soft, delicate skin touched my equally tender lips. I knew it was him.
I didn't want to open my eyes because I was scared of loosing the moment, I didn't want it to end up into a dream like it always did.
His lips initiated brief moments which gradually were getting prominent, I followed his movements as well. I wasn't regretting anything, I was craving this.
His palm were strongly resting near my jaw working to pull my face closer. He was making sure to not break the kiss.
The moment felt surreal. I buried my fingers into his hair. They were soft, I was begun to melt but before I could understand anything he broke the kiss and moved away in agile.
Our breathing were faster. I wanted him back.
"Why did you call Catherine mine when I warned you not to? Then you say you don't predict......", he said in his now-husky and low voice, managing to speak between his steady breath.
This was the first time I encountered adrenaline rush. His face carrying the fury.
I furrowed, ready to retort but only a soft moan escaped my mouth when his lips captured my neck this time. He pulled me closer. I stick my palms on his bare shoulders to keep standing as my back was curved due to his arms pulling my waist to his torso.
His kisses were rough and strong. I released a breathy moan, unconsciously.
"I love ya-", I blurt out in a whisper, involuntarily.
I came into my consciousness as soon as those words released out of my mouth, my eyes widened. He moved away looking at me in partial shock. His forehead was holding the folds.
I never wanted to say it out loud.
I felt cold within myself. He squinted sliding his hands into his sweatpant's pocket.
The instant rush of blood must have made my cheeks dark red. I was embarrassed. For the first time I was praying this to end up into a dream, but it wasn't.
"You what?", he asked. He wanted me to repeat it? NAH. I just shrugged with the lost of words, I was looking everywhere but him.
"I-", he started to say something but I took the chance to open the bathroom's door and step outside as quick as possible.
But my actions were futile. I shut my eyes when I was grabbed through my arm.
"I never allowed you to run away.....", he said in his deep voice, pulling me back but by lord's grace the doorbell rang up. We both got alert.
"Let me check!", I said, abruptly reaching the door.
I took a deep breath and brushed my hair through my fingers, before opening the door.
"Sorry to disturb you mam, I just wanted to inform you that we have a vacant room now, here's the key, you may shift", it was a female staff of the hotel. I was confused, it was too sudden.
"But when I asked day-before, at reception, they said I couldn't get any vacant room as the bookings are bulked up.....", I questioned.
"Yes but Catherine mam especially arranged this room for you", she informed.
I nodded, still puzzled. I closed the door when she left.
I rolled my eyes turning around just to bump into Taehyung, who had his shirt on now.
I flustered, forgetting to blink. He snatched the key from me and slid it into his pocket.
He started to walk closer and I moved backwards.
"Why are your cheeks getting red?", he asked faking confusion. I wanted to kick him away for always caging me.
My back hit the door and I put forth my palm as a single for him to stop, but whom was I kidding? This man never obeyed me so why would he do that now?!
He brought his fingers to my face, caressing my cheeks through his thumb.
"I've to move to my room.....", I stuttered.
I just wanted to escape from the temporary cage his aura had bounded me into.
"You're not going anywhere....", he whispered.
"I want you to repeat what you said in there....", he said. I was internally groaning. Couldn't he let that go!?
"I do not remember anything.....", I said in a low, under-confident tone, I was hating myself getting dominated by him like this.
He released a deep breath without saying anything and turned to move away. I could still see him in the further away mirror which was placed right in front of him.
Yes, the same mirror which exposed my bare back a day ago, causing me to be embarrassed in front of him.
He picked up the water bottle slowly rotating its cap, as if he was pondering something. His head was hung low, focused on the cap.
"I like you", he said and instantly started gulping the water. My cheek turned red again. I fanned my face.
I could see him vividly in the mirror, smiling ear to ear.
"Well I can see you in the mirror.....", I said amusingly. He instantly looked up-front then turned to me, sheepishly. He was looking timid at this moment and I realized that I like him this way much more, his authentic self.
We both let out an unplanned chuckle in unison.
"It's quite late, sleep now, tomorrow's meeting is important", he said in his old serious tone, 'the confusing self'. I nodded at him.
"Take over the bed, don't keep the pillows in between as there's no use, you'll still end up giving me back pain.....", he said adjusting the sheets.
My eyes widened, my cheeks again went red but this time in extreme embarrassment.
So did he see me hanging my legs over him on that day!!? I wish I could burry myself right into the ground.
I quickly went over the my side of the bed and turned the lights off.
The room was dark. I was turned to the other side. I was still nervous to look at him.
I picked up my phone to check the time but his picture captured my attention before I could look at the time. He was looking celestial. I found myself staring at his picture for a little longer.
A smile crept up over my face and my heart started to throb once again when I recalled the instances which took place few minutes ago.
"You can look at me live", I heard him saying. My smile vanished and eyes popped out. I turned off the screen instantly, shutting my eyes tightly.
Fuck!
"I was just looking at the time.....", I still had the audacity to lie when he caught me red handed. I was internally wailing out.
"For the whole five minutes?", he spoke again.
I rolled my eyes and threw a pillow at him, without turning. I heard him letting out a laugh.
Why I had to fall for this man!?