Arena was left staring at him. He was so beautiful. She gulped as Kihyun looked at her with that look in his deep eyes. The reality of their situation hit her in the face like a speeding train that was never going to stop.

"Lift your arms," said Kihyun, his breathing ragged as Arena was pressed tightly against the hotel room wall with her feet holding onto him. Why was it that this kind of interactions between them always ended against wall?

Arena did as she was told as he gently tugged Arena's oversized black T-shirt over her head so that she was left in a black bra that had a little bit of lace in the corners and her black yoga pants. Her hair fell in cascades around her face and Kihyun had to take a deep breath as he struggled to keep himself in check at the sight of her.

Kihyun pulled them away from the wall, Arena's legs still wrapped tightly around his waist. He put her down on her bed as he pulled away to stand up, leaving Arena to catch her breath.. She leaned herself up on her elbows to get a look of what was ahead of her.

"If you want me to stop, then tell me immediately," rumbled Kihyun and climbed onto the bed. His lips almost immediately meeting Arena's neck as her back arched into him. He moved upwards slowly, planting long kisses on her collarbone and neck as he did. His hands roamed her bare waist making Arena get goosebumps where skin met skin.

He was almost on top of her now, his hands on either sides of her face. She could feel his breath and was surprised by how familiar it felt.

"You didn't tell me to stop."

"I didn't want you to."

Arena grabbed onto him and pulled him down on top of her, pressing her lips to his as she did. This was the first time she had kissed him herself. He groaned softly at the back of his throat and pinned Arena's hands down on the bed over her head, interlacing their fingers. Arena shuddered underneath him as Kihyun slowly grinded his body against hers.

They pulled apart to look at each other, their hot and heavy breaths mixing as they did. Their faces were millimeters from each other as the situation fully reached Arena. If they didn't stop now, they would go all the way.

And then there would be no going back. Not ever.

Kihyun himself was well aware that if they went any further he wouldn't be able to stop himself at all. The girl under him was trembling as he looked at her.

"Tell me what you're thinking," said Kihyun, their noses almost touching, a slight tremor in his own voice. His light brown hair was falling onto his forehead, free of any styling products.

Arena cleared her throat shakily and adjusted herself. He was still pinning down her hands over her head as Arena's chest rose and fell with every uneven breath her lungs worked for. Her pulse beat at 150 as blood pounded in her veins.

Her hair was sprawled around them as she studied his face. Kihyun's chin held the slightest accent of a stubble on it. Arena could feel the smell of his shampoo and shower gel that both smelled heavily of peppermint and pinecones, never forgetting the actual smell of his skin that liked to soften up her brain cells.

"My mind is a mess," whispered Arena, her voice quiet and somewhat scared.

She wasn't scared of him. She was scared of what they felt for each other. She was scared that once people found out what was going on between them it would be the end of both of them. She was scared that she would lose everything if she opened her heart further to the man who had captured her thoughts and dreams from her computer screen and climbed his way under her skin through music. She was scared that he would lose everything.

"So is mine," whispered Kihyun back. His hands were slowly starting to get tired. Thankfully he was on his knees that were between Arena's thighs, otherwise he would have been just deadass planking above her. He was fit but he wasn't some huge beast with nothing but muscle.

*cough*wonho*cough*

"I need to know that you want this," breathed Kihyun as Arena pursed her lips tightly. He could see the gears working hard behind her eyes.

She knew very well what he meant. And sure as hell she wanted to. But she wasn't sure if now was the time. Everything between them had suddenly progressed to this very point that had gotten them to the verge of this.

It felt right, but then again, it didn't.

If they went through it would only leave them with more questions and more confusion and no closer to figuring out what it was that was happening between the two emotionally.

So Arena slowly shook her head.

Kihyun understood her gesture loud and clear. And he understood why she had just said no to having sex with him. But that did not mean that he wasn't disappointed, because let's face it, he was. Next time he wouldn't take no for an answer. Not when they had been so close.

"Do you..um.. want me to get off of you?" chuckled Kihyun awkwardly. That only made Arena laugh as she covered her face with her hands at the embarresment.

"I think we somehow steered away from what you came here to do, which was talk to me," smiled Arena as he slowly released her hands and leaned back on his heels. Arena rose to a sitting position, Kihyun kneeling opposite her with his feet between hers. Arena bit her lip as he rubbed his face.

"Are you mad at me?" asked Arena quietly, aware of how close they still were. And the fact that they were both very shirtless.

Kihyun's hands dropped but his eyes rose, "You must be crazy if you think I'm mad at you for not wanting to sleep with me." He grinned, continuing, "Although I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed."

"I'm sorry."

He took her hands, squeezing them, trying to catch the gaze of her eyes, which had suddenly turned very green, "Never apologize for not doing something you didn't want to."

"No! Of course I.... want to..." Arena quieted at the growing smile on his face, making her want to smack him, "It's just...there is a lot of loose things happening between us right now, I wouldn't want to complicate things more."

He was still holding her hands, "So you want to um.. talk?" Arena nodded, her head held low and her eyes directed at their knees. He gently lifted her face upward by placing his fingers under her chin.

"You can make it up to me some other time," he grinned again, "I seriously don't understand why you feel apologetic right now. Chillax, babygirl."

Arena chuckled softly and cringed, "What did you just call me?" He shrugged, pouting. "Well you're young and a girl so..?" He smiled, clearly proud of himself.

Arena buried her face in her palms, the tip of her head touching Kihyun's abdominals.

This was really happening.

She came up suddenly just as he adjusted himself to sit with his legs crossed on the bed. Kihyun raised an eyebrow in quesiton.

"Pinch me."

"What?"

Arena shook her head laughing at the sight of his confusion on his face. "No, I mean. Pinch me so I know this is real not a dream."

Kihyun was quiet for a second before pulling her into his lap so that she was straddling him, Arena yelped at the sudden movement and her cheeks reddened when it reached her brain cells, exactly where she was sitting. He leaned in, their lips almost meeting. Arena's breath hitched as her already quick heart pace speedened up again.

"Is this enough for you to know it's real?" Said Kihyun quietly, knowing very well that Arena could feel what was underneath her. She swallowed anxiously as she nodded slowly, her cheeks flushed and started to climb off of him, Kihyun immediately gripping her to keep her from moving.

"Don't go."

She smiled awkwardly, "I can imagine much more comfortable ways to be close to and talk, this feels kinda intimate..." His fingers smoothed her bare waist as he held onto her.

"Do you really think, that things are just going to *magically* go back to the way they were between us? Because it sure as hell won't. You were mine the moment you told me the truth at the wall. You and me? There is no going back. We can only go forward."

He tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear, tracing his fingers over her cheekbone. Arena's heart swelled. Never before had she felt this way. To be appreciated by someone who you appreciated back. And even though they weren't madly in love yet or anything, the electricity of attraction and desire between the two burned brighter than any fire. Confessing had made them both realize, that keeping away from each other and just ignoring what they felt would do more harm than good.

She kissed his forehead and wrapped her arms around him, whispering, "We go forward."

Kihyun's heart thundered. After all of these months he finally had her in his arms. He didn't know for how long and if it will last or if it even was possible for it...for them to last and live through when people found out. His hands were wrapped around her STILL bare waist, goosebumps covering her pale skin.

Arena shivered, Kihyun's sharp eyes not missing the gesture. The last thing he wanted was for her to get sick, 1 for the fact that he obviously cared about her and wanted Arena to be healthy but also 2, a snotty nose = difficulty kissing.

The corners of his mouth rose as he marvelled at his brilliant mind, making Arena's eyebrows pull together.

"You're cold," mumbled Kihyun, carefully climbing out from beneath Arena as he picked up his hoodie and T-shirt from the floor. His face flushed when he thought about how they had gotten there. And Kihyun's ripped jeans did nothing to hide how well he remembered the feel of her bra against his chest.

Arena studied his movements, rubbing the palms of her hands against her arms. Her eyes widened when she saw him and quickly looked away to the window, covering her mouth with her hands. She knew it happened to guys, but the thought of Kihyun having a boner after making out with her made her feel... Yeah she had no idea how it made her feel.

"You don't have to look away," chuckled Kihyun as he sat back down opposite her. Arena crossed her legs underneath herself as her eyes flicked to his, down and then to the window again. She pursed her lips to keep herself from laughing out loud at what a ridiculous situation they were in.

"Hey, don't laugh. My body reacts to you," said Kihyun, the laughter in his own voice noticeable, but the fact that his voice was coming from the depths of his throat made it obvious how he had a tough time holding himself back from pushing her back down and getting on top of her on that damn bed they were sitting on.

"I umh..." she looked at his face again, covering her face with her hands as the giggles escaped her red swollen lips. No different from the handsome Korean man across from her.

"Are you 15 or 18, god babygirl, this is life," grinned Kihyun as Arena peeked from between her manicured slim fingers. She could feel the blood thrummling in her veins, making her liven up just at the sight of him.

"What's wrong with the age 15? Would you not like me if I was younger?" pouted Arena jokingly as she pulled her hands away to rest in her lap.

He gave her a look, that seemed to say, are you really asking me that right now.

"Hmm, to be honest I was a little set back when you told me you were 17 in the first place, but I'm quite sure I would feel the same, you'd still be you and your age wouldn't change that, maybe only make me a little more aware of our age gap and stuff.."

Arena bit her lower lip when Kihyun continued, fumbling with the beige hoodie with black stripes in his lap, "But, I would feel somewhat like a pervert and maybe I'd even get sent to jail if I actually tried anything more than just looking at you."

Arena started to object when he suddenly shifted and deadass pressed the hoodie over her head of blonde hair with her natural color of dark brown growing out. Kihyun gently tucked her hands through the sleeves. They were too long for her and reached over the tips of her fingers. Kihyun was pleased at the sight of Arena in his clothing and being warm as he pulled his leftover black shirt over his own head.

Arena being covered when he was half naked just didn't feel fair.

He decided to be brave once again and grabbed onto the free fabric tangling over her fingers, locking her hands inside the long sleeves. Kihyun pulled, yanking her hands behind his back. The sudden movement and change in balance made Arena fall forward and straight onto him.

"I'm just saying, so that we're clear. Me ending up in prison does not mean that I'd be able to keep my hands to myself even if you were younger. The fact that you aren't only gives me more courage to take action."

"You'd risk going to prison to be with a teenager?" Arena's surprised voice reached his ears like a sweet melody.

"No comments," smirked Kihyun and kissed her again. The feel of her lips against his own was addicting and it was difficult to stay away when she was right there. Her tongue met his as Kihyun groaned.

"We're getting distracted again," whispered Arena as she came up for air.

Kihyun's kisses were like jumping into deep water at an unknown place. Dangerous but exciting. The possibility of drowning was right there but she still went for it.

"Right," said Kihyun as the two lost themselves in each other again.

***

"No, I'm telling you, the CEO is actually her son," said Arena, still wearing his hoodie and threw popcorn at Kihyun's face, trying to explain that what was happening on the TV screen was plain obvious. Arena had seen many and many series and some things were just bound to happen.

"Girl, you're wasting the popcorn!" scolded Kihyun, anxiety in his voice as he thought of the poor pieces of popped corn that landed on the floor, no longer edible. Arena was about to hit him with her best comeback when her curious eyes focused somewhere else than his perfect facial structures, something she had been looking at for so long that she could still see it very clearly when she closed her eyes.

Kihyun noticed her upturned attention and turned his head to look the same direction. He swallowed hard and carefully, seeing the reason for Arena's disturbance.

Naha was calmly standing in the place where the room met the hallway, the corners of her open mouth creeping upwards with every second she stood there. Her blue handbag tangled from her small fingers as she assessed the situation unfurling in front of her.

"Well well," said Naha and flicked her hair over her right shoulder.

Arena bit her lip as Kihyun suddenly seemed very interested in the bedding the two were on.

"N, you're...back."

Naha couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing so hard that she dropped her handbag. Her abs cramped up, the bag long forgotten on the carpeted floor. Naha helped herself out of her long coat, slipping off her grey scarf. Laughing as she did.

A & K were left staring at her, astonished and confused at Naha's outburst and embarrassed for losing their track of time and getting caught. If it had been anyone else but Naha they would have been knee deep in shit from the moment the door had opened.

They glanced at each other, unaware of Naha's next moves. The entire time they had spent in the hotel room after their interaction they had been actually discussing and deeply talking things over. But nothing was final yet. They still had no idea what was going to happen, if people should know and if they did how would they react. The pair wasn't still quite sure what was going on in the backs of their minds about the entire thing, it confused them both.

A & K were now just going to take it one day at a time, see where it took them. As it was obvious the two had it bad for each other it didn't require a brain genius to realize what was going on.

"You guys really look like someone caught you in the middle of a crime," squeaked Naha, the other two still too astonished to get a sound out. She leaned onto her right leg and crossed her hands over her chest, a satisfied smile playing over her sensual red lips.

"That's because you kind of did," sounded Wonho's voice behind her as he carefully stepped inside, closing the door behind him.

"Close the door next time, maybe? Unless you want everyone to know what the hell is going on with Monsta X members and girls from the States."