Talking Eyes, Mia Lafreve Pedretti [beach read book .txt] 📗

had already convinced me with that speech, but it looked like that wasn’t the end of his apologies. He sudenly started to slid down, kneel down and bowed his head on the floor. OH.MY.GOD! What’s happening? I thought shocked. I covered my mouth in disbelief.

“Please forgive me Yumi.” He said, with his face still facing the floor. I couldn't believe it, but I had to stop him. Because I felt like the bad character of a comix.

I got closer to him. "Ji Yong." I called him, he lifted his eyes up from the floor and looked at me. “Stand up.” I said.

He stood up slowly and I even helped him a  little, but as soon as I faced him from the high of his 1.77cm, I punched him right in the stomach. A soundless noise came out his mouth, he grabbed his stomach and fell on the ground moaning with pain. I moaned in pain too, because it really did hurt to punch someone. I massaged my knuckles for a few seconds, before kneeling down next to him. I approaced him and whispered next his ear. “Now you're forgiven.”

"Th-thank you." He barely mumbled back.

10 minutes later. We were on the bed. And he was still massaging his stomach. “Does it hurts so bad?” I asked him worried. “Did I hit you too hard?”

“No..no..” He said. “Maybe a little.” In the end.

“I'm sorry, I didn't want you to feel so much pain.” I started to feel bad. I didn’t think I hit him so hard.

“No it's okay. You had your reasons.” He said waving his hand.

“Well, I punched you because you kissed me without asking me first, but.." I paused blushing like a tomato, mostly because he was looking at me now.

“But what?” He asked.

I brushed off my hair. “Well..I punched you also because that was.. our first kiss.. and it wasn't like I imagined it would have been." I confessed narrowing my head.

His eyes grew big as he realised it. “Oh man..Oh God.” He exclaimed standing up suddenly and he grasped his hair. “That was our first kiss. Why am I so stupid?” He shouted angrily. He then looked at me again. “I don’t think that punch was enough. You should punch me one more time.” He blurred out of nowhere.

“EH?” I mumbled disbelieved. I stared at him to check if he was serious and.. he was. “No!” I exclaimed right away. “How can I punch you again, when I feel so bad after the first time?” I asked him.

“You should instead!” He insisted.

“No, I don't want to!” I shook my head.

“Please!” He begged me. I was astonished, but he continued anyway. “At least slapped me. Look, here! It’s easy.” He slid on his knees again and pointed at his left cheek.

“No.” I said back. Instead of slapping his cheek, I caressed it. “I don't want to hurt you more.” I said softly looking at him.

He sighed heavily. He grabbed my hand and stood up. Then he sat down again on the bed and never let go my hand. “You're too good to me.” He whispered avoiding my eyes. “If I were you, I would have already kicked myself multiple times.”

I squeezed his hand in mine, to force him to look at me. “Don't even try to do such thing.” I said when he finally looked at me. “And you can’t kick yourself, it’s physically impossible” I added trying to lighten up the mood. I think it worked, because he giggled a little. I smiled as well.

“I'm gonna follow your advice, I'll go to Europe.” He stated serious. “I think that it's the only way to calm the boiling spirits of my fans down.” He apologized for that again.

I waved my free hand. “Ah gwenchana Oppa. You don't need to apologize. It’s not your fault.” I replied. “I also think that you don’t have other choices but to go.” I added shrugging.

He nodded in agreement. “But here's the good news..” He announced with a brighter face. “Since we're alright again, the president allowed me to spend sometime with you, before leaving the country.” He revealed smiling.

Oh finally good news. “Jinjia? How much time we're talking about?” I asked curious. My mood finally lightened. I hoped that it would have been at least a week or maybe more.

“Three days..” He mumbled with an apologetic face.

“Borago? Three days?” I exclaimed. A week my ass! I stood up and looked at him disappointed. He didn’t let go of my hand though. “But..” I faced him.

He stood up too and grabbed both my hands. “Hey look. I know that there aren’t so many..” He started to say.

“No, for nothing.” I instantly stated.

“I know. I know. But.. The president told me that we can do whatever we want during those days.” He said back and smiled to lift up the mood. I smiled along in the end. “Well.. Not in front of the cameras obviously.” He added.

I nodded. “But starting from today or..” I asked. I was really hoping in at least three days starting from tomorrow, and not from today, because we would have had only two misery days to spend together then.

“Starting from tomorrow dear.” He said smirking.

“SI!” I exulted and hugged him along, without thinking, because I was too happy. I let him go after had lingered a little bit. “I would have preferred to have much more time, but I'm glad that they're three days instead of two.” I confessed.

“I’m glad too.” He replied keeping his arms around my waist. I tried to not get distracted by that. “And.. Tomorrow, I'll come with you and Choi Seung Hyun to Weekly Idol.” He revealed.

“What?” I asked surprised.

“The president allowed me to come with you guys.” He said grinning.

“But wouldn't it be risky and suspicious?" I asked a little worried. Who knows what those crazy sasaeng fan of his could do if they saw us together? Even with Choi Seunghyun, I was still worried.

“Yes I know, but.. I promise to act indiferent and cool like I always do when I'm in public." He replied. "As long as I'm by your side, I won't let anyone touch you though.” He added seriously and got more closer to me. “And to tell the truth, I don't want to spend just a few hours with you, but the whole day tomorrow.” He admitted.

I blushed thinking about what we could have done in those three days together. “But don't you have.. schedule tomorrow?” I asked whispering. My heart was beating fast with him so close.

He smirked softly. “No.. I Don't..” He whispered back. He then, slowly leaned on, like if it was about to kiss me, but he stopped. He looked at me, with those charming eyes and asked me. “Can I kiss you?” Oh my god.

I blinked surprised, but then I figured out that he probably learnt the lesson and didn't want to do the same mistake again. I smiled softly. “Sure you can..” I replied and blushed like I always do when he’s so close. Our faces just inches away, leaned closer untill we finally kissed.

This time the kiss was gentle and very sweet. Not rough like the first one we had. His lips were soft yet so firm. His tongue asked for my permission to enter, by licking at my lower lip, and I opened slowly my mouth. He tasted sweet, like the sweetest candy on earth, and I found myself pressed closer to him, to taste him more, to feel him closer.. I didn’t know that I was starving untill we kissed. So I pushed him on the bed and got on top of him. We kissed again. Yang Suk Ki eoni was really right. It’s so good to make out after had a fight. I enjoyed every single moment of it. I explored his hair and he did the same. His right hand came up to my face and caressed it softly, before grasping my hair and pressing me even more closer, but when he opened briefly his eyes to glanced at me, I drawed back.

My body asked me then what the hell was I doing instead of keeping to kiss him, but my brain advised me, that it was time to stop. Because I knew deep inside, that if we had continued, I would have ended up doing something more than kissing him.

“What's wrong?” He asked panting and a bit surprised.

“I think, we should stop here..” I said panting too. I lowered my eyes to behave myself from falling for his gaze again.

“Yes, we should..” He agreed as well seeing my expression. But.. Like if they were magnets, our eyes met again and my brain went on holiday instantly. I can’t describe it with words. I just couldn’t resist to those eyes. Our mouths crushed together and the soft, gentle kiss, had turned bruising and almost brutal. I didn't know if it was because I didn't kiss a guy since two years or because it was him, but I put all the passion I had in that kiss. Rubbing myself against him and moving my hips upon his intimate parts and did the same. By sliding his hands inside my jeans and grasping strongly my butt.

We thrusted like this for a few minutes, untill he slowly stopped and he looked at me. For a long time. “You know.. I think that this is not just a crush.” He said sincerely. “I think.. I love you.” His mouth blurred out. My eyes popped out when he said that. Oh My God. Oh My God. Oh My precious God.

“Y-y-you shouldn't s-say things.. y-you don't mean.” I stuttered a lot because I was beyond shock. I lowered my face too, because I knew I was all red. The three words that shouldn’t be said so early. At least not until the 100th day of anniversary. Why did he say it now? “J-j-just because we’re kissing and rubbing on each other..” I said uncomfortable. He stopped me though by placing his thumb on my lips. I looked up at him again.

He had a serious yet relaxed expression on his face. “It's not because of that.” He said, but when I looked down at him as to say “Oh please, who do you want to trick?” He sighed. “Ok maybe a little. But I really feel something more than just the lust for your body. I feel.. oddly happy.” He explained. Why are you saying this now of all time? Couldn't we just do stuf and that's it? I secretly wanted to ask him.

I didn’t think that was an enough of a justification. “I'm happy too, but that doesn’t mea-” I started, but he interrupted me. Again.

“No, it's not just simple happiness.” He replied. “I feel happy or should I say, I feel in heaven just by staring at your beautiful eyes..” He said lovingly. I blushed harder. Oh mamma mia. He surrounded me with his arms. “I think that nothing can describe it but love. Don’t you think so too?!” He whispered on my lips, I didn’t have the time to reply that he restarted to kiss me. My head spinned. Thousand of question filled up my mind. Did he really said it? Did he really mean it? Did I hear right? It was so easy for him to say it, I didn't know how or what to reply. Because he was kissing me too hard and that didn’t help me think clearly. Ah, why does it feel so good to kiss him, when I have to think properly about what he said? I complained inside of me, but continued to kiss him and battle with his tongue though. A question popped in my mind right then and freaked me out to death. What if he ask me too? That was the crucial question.

A sudden noise distracted me from my random thoughts. Ji Yong was moaning, not pleasure but pain and