Melting in the Rain

WARNING: Mature content

Yuna's POV

I rose from my bed and looked over at Jinyoung, who sat there on the edge of the bed looking into his phone, as innocent as ever. What happened yesterday night hit my mind harshly. But I still felt as blank as ever.

I chucked everything out of my head and walked up to the restroom to brush my teeth. Wait the fuck. I took a U-turn and stood in front of Jinyoung. We stared intently at each other.

"FINE I CHANGED YOUR CLOTHES. WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL?"

He's about to face the wrath of me.

But fine anyways. He did that so that I'd be comfortable. How would you know he did that with a perverted mind?

I sniffed as if I was about to cry. I didn't say anything.

"What? You aren't angry with me?"

"Nahhhh." I said far too casually, looking outside the window.

I stood under the shower, after I left without saying another word to him.

I wasn't upset with what he did. I love how he cares for me. I'm under his spell. An intoxicating love spell. I'm drunk with the ecstacy of love. I've lost my sobriety because of him and I'm riding this exhilarating roller coaster of love. I knew I'd forgive every mistake he does until-

Until what?

Until he leaves me. It frightens me. But I trust him.

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A month passed by, in the blink of an eye.

I slipped on a pink floral frock along with a black choker. I went outside alone to get a breathe of fresh air. Everything in my life is too cliche. Heck this feels like I'm in a comic, which reminds me of True Beauty on WebToon. Huge fan. Period.

Jinyoung stayed in the hotel, who was busy with work, since he is the future CEO. He is working regularly these days.

It was 1 pm and the both of us were yet to have our lunch.

It was chilly and cold but I could manage. The clouds started forming up right above me ready to pour down the flashing sheets of cold droplets once again, on the rain soaked ground.

Chills went through my spine. The feeling was beautiful.

I didn't bring an umbrella. The smell of wet sand filled the air, when a lightning cut through the sky following a loud rumbling noise. It was a nostalgic feeling.

Winds picked up slowly. I could hear the high-pitched whistles created by it.

Lightning struck over and over again before I decided to go home. God showed no mercy. And I loved it.

The roads were completely empty. Few were walking with umbrellas.

I strode across the road and entered into the hotel just when it started to rain unceasingly.

I stepped into the bedroom in the suite and found Jinyoung sitting on the bed watching his laptop.

I sat on the couch beside the big window to watch the view outside. It was perfect. The sky was dim with more of the rain-packed clouds coming towards us.

"How did you not get wet?" I heard the clack of the laptop when he closed it.

"I was lucky enough. "

"Mmm" He got up and sat beside me, looking at the sight with me. "Feels like something bad will happen but at the same time- it feels like something good will happen too. And... "

"And? "

"It feels like the perfect moment. "

"Hm?" He switched off the air conditioning since it was already cold.

He hugged me from behind and kissed my head.

"Aren't you working too hard? " I asked.

"I'm alright." Silence filled in the air. He turned me around and kissed me romantically, threading his fingers through my hair with one hand and gripping onto my wrist with the other.

I adjusted myself comfortably when he slowly pushed me on my back and towered over me.

He closed his eyes and leaned in. He brushed his lips against mine, pulling himself more closer to me.

His head went over to the side of my face after which he planted a soft kiss on my neck, making me shiver. His lips were a miracle against my skin. He aroused the desire within me.

He pressed his lips on the sensitive spot of my neck. I cursed to myself. He went back to my lips once again, slipping his tongue into mine. Our lips danced along, I felt the urges in his kisses.

"Yuna" he called my name, looking into my eyes, just when his fingers stopped caressing my skin. My heart fluttered, wanting him to not stop. His eyes were burning with desire, arousing me more.

I came back to reality. I fell silent. I knew what he was about to say. I greedily wrapped my arm around his neck and pulled him into a harsh kiss.

He was turned on and I knew it when his fingers desperately searched for the zip of my frock. He took the upper hand and pulled off my dress. My breathing became ragged. My face blushed red.

He searched my eyes to see whether if I was alright.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine... " I whispered out of breathe, covering my body.

"I'm sorry, darling. Maybe we could do this another time?" He sat up giving me a worried look.

"No- It's just embarrassing- but- " I exhaled softly. "I want to do it" I said shyly.

Jinyoung towered over me once again. He gave me a small grin, cupping my face with one palm, caressing my cheek.

"Yuna. It's not about me." He whispered. We could hear the rain pouring outside constantly. "Are you sure that you won't regret it?" I nodded slightly, like a desperate child.

Jinyoung was contemplating in his mind for a while but then unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. He leaned forward and placed feather-kisses on my collarbone. He unhooked my bra and pulled off my panties when I closed my eyes.

All that mattered now was him. My eyes we're shut and my mind was shut. I could no longer register what was happening.

He took off my bra after undressing himself completely and gave a butterfly kiss on my chest. His hand moved slowly, and his heartbeat and his breathe were calm, far than mine. I was all his now.

I felt his hand caressing the curves on my hips and then down to my thighs. I was only aware of his hands controlling me. I was aware that he couldn't wait anymore but I knew that he was taking it slow for me.

He pulled my waist closer to him after which I shivered. His body heat radiated over every part of my body. The cold, humid air around us was in contrast with the hot air vibrating around us.

"Darling." he brushed off the hair falling on my face. "I'll take the lead" he whispered with his deep voice echoing in my ears. "Just close your eyes."

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I felt his pressure against me. I was freezing, yet he seemed like the only one who could breathe fire into me.

Our bodies moved on our own, moans filling in the empty silence, desire burning everything into love and lust. He is the only one who could heal me. Heal all of my wounds and scars. He is the only medicine I desperately need.