《do you》xvii
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i looked at her eyes once again before locking our lips together. her plump lips taste like the strawberry lipstick she wears that drives me crazy for her. damn manoban, you don't know how much i craved for this.
i'm drunk by her kisses and her scent. i leaned closer as she tilts her head for a deeper kiss. she bit my lower lip and i moaned in pleasure and she enters her tongue, tasting every inch of my mouth. our lips danced in sync and fought for dominance. i guess i have that effect in her that she's slowly letting me dominate her.
we pulled away, both breathing heavily. but as soon as i took a breath, i dived right in and kissed her again, more hungrily and harshly as i straddled her lap. i shifted my kisses on her neck and she turns her head for better access. i trailed wet kisses on her neck to her collarbone while she traveled her hands on my body. the temperature got hotter and i'm loving every second of it.
just as i was about to leave a mark on her neck, she pushed me away and pinned me down, looking at me with the stare that can kill me. i gulped and she attacked me with her lips which i gladly welcomed. i encircled my arms around her neck as she deepened the kiss. she kissed my jaw down to my neck, making me more turned on.
but then i didn't feel her lips pressed on my skin, why'd she stop?
"lisa," i whined. i tapped her head that's leaning on my chest. i lifted her head and saw her eyes closed. what the fu—
"hey!" someone yelled and i lost my balance. my butt landed on the hard ground and i groaned in pain. why did i slept here?!
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i rubbed my sleepy eyes as i looked for the source of that familiar voice. then i saw the person i'm waiting for. my lips absentmindedly stretched to a big, gummy smile. she slowly approached me and i noticed that she was sweating.
"i didn't know you'd wait for me," lalisa said then smirked.
"i–it's because you have to treat me i-ice cream!" i lied while stuttering. shit, why did i stutter?
"oh," i hear her utter with disappointment and i secretly grinned. i slowly went closer to her 'till our faces are inches away. i gulped as i took out the handkerchief from my pocket and wiped the sweat on her forehead.
she stared at me while i'm wiping her and i dared not to look at her, i might not control myself again. i also wiped her sexy neck while she just stood there. i saw her gulped and i smirked. i looked at her intently. our faces were like magnets that's leaning closer and closer—until i remembered the fucking dream i had. i distanced myself from her and she gave me a smile.
"so, why are you an hour late from the usual dismissal time?" i asked while we started walking.
"i had practice today!" she said with full enthusiasm even though she is exhausted. "for what?" i asked again.
"i'm joining a dance competition!" she grinned widely and i smiled and clapped for her. "that's nice," i simply said.
"you better be there okay?!" she said and threatened me that she'll never buy me ice cream again.
i pouted. "of course i'll go!" i said like a kid. ew i'm being childish because of her, ugh.
she pinched my cheek. "cutie," she mumbled. i looked away as i felt my cheeks blushing. then i remembered the dream i had. was that even a dream? why do i feel like it really happened. was that the memory of—
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"ahhhhh!" i screamed like a crazy woman.
—•—
"hey bitch," joohyun greeted me on the phone. i rolled my eyes. why is she calling me?!
"ugh, what do you want?" i asked and i heard a giggle from the other line.
"wear something nice and fix your face. meet me the day after tomorrow at this restaurant," she said as i received the address of the said restaurant.
i groaned. "why do we have to meet there? you can just go here without effort," i exasperated.
"the day after tomorrow, 3:30 pm. i don't take no as an answer, bitch!" she shouted and ended the call.
ugh, why do i need to go there?
—•—
i looked one last time at myself in the mirror and smiled at myself. "damn jennie kim, you look so fine," i said flirtatiously and winked at my own reflection.
i took my sling bag and drove to where the restaurant joohyun told me to go.
once i entered the restaurant, some heads looked at me and stared at me. i glared at them. i know i'm eye-catching but they don't have to look at me longer than two seconds. ugh, i hate attention.
i approached the receptionist. "did a person bae joohyun, perhaps, reserved a seat?" i asked politely. the receptionist nodded and guided me to that place.
i sat and waited patiently for joohyun. it's already three-forty and she is still not here. is she pranking me?!
since i'm an impatient person, i stood up and ready to leave. but before i can even take a step, a woman called me.
"are you jennie kim?" she asked. i slowly nodded my head and furrowed my brows.
i don't even know her but why does she know my name? wait—is this a freaking blind date?!?
i quickly dialed joohyun's number and she accepted the call.
"fucking bae joohyun am i in a fucking blind date?" i cussed madly. i heard her chuckle.
"hey stop cussing! isn't that what you want? a fucking blind date for a fucking pretty lady. she fits your ideal type girl! just flirt with her and maybe she can bring you home and bang bang bang," she explained and singsonged bigbang's song. how disrespectful. "thank me later bye!" she said and dropped the fucking call.
i sighed and looked at the girl in front of me. she stared at me seductively but i didn't feel anything. we sat down and ordered food. she was actually a bit funny but her jokes were lame as fuck. even her pick up lines are cheesy and old. i could just die right now.
"after we finish eating, we could go out and buy some ice cream," she said. i looked at her and she smiled at me flirtatiously and i want to punch her face right now but i held myself.
and then i remembered where is should be right now. it's lisa's dance competition! i stood abruptly at my seat and my date looked at me confusedly. "i'm sorry i have to go bye!" i said and wasted no time and left the restaurant.
i looked at the time and it's 4:30. the competition starts at 4:00 oh god.
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