~~~ EXO - Electric kiss ~~~

He had to use up all the power in him to remain calm.

He knew that if he breaks down and shows how scared he is right now, it would be fatal mistake. He rolled his fingers into the fist for a second to control the tremor that took over his limbs.

It's been half an hour since she calmed down and she was now remaining in his hands, unmoving and quiet. She stopped crying, which he was glad about. He had to hold himself back, from bringing her face closer to his own and read in her hazel eyes, filled with tears. It was breaking his heart to see her like this. He was not sure if he ever went through such a shock, like just few minutes ago, when he found her crying out of pain on the sofa.

He automatically caressed her hair, tucking them behind her ear, his fingers diving in the waterfall of silk every now and again. This made him calm, the fact she was not experiencing any pain anymore.

He didn't bother stopping himself from planting soft kisses on the top of her head, which was conveniently resting on his chest. He couldn't see her face like this, but he read her body language. She was okay for now, he was not sure if she was sleeping... but he somewhat knew she won't be too keen to go back to sleep.

His heart squeezed in pain, when he recalled the moment he walked out of the kitchen, where he went to get some water and heard muffled cry. He'd never experienced anything similar to what he had, when he saw her hugging that cushion, with her mouth covered with it, in order to stop the loud scream coming out. He could see her body shaking violently and as soon as he touched her, he knew she was in pain, she was unable to move.

The fact she let him hug her with no complaints was talking itself. She needed him and as much he wanted to know what is going on with her and how can he help her in a proper way, he realised it was pointless to ask now. The only thing on his mind was to comfort her, to hold her and wipe away the hot tears from her cheeks.

Nothing else mattered.

After another half an hour, which he selfishly used to make sure to never let go of her. He used it to remember the way her skin felt against his. He used the time he had her in his embrace to memorize her scent completely.

He somehow knew, she will be embarrassed after the time passes by, he found it in her eyes even in the moment she looked at him before. Her eyes welled with a fear, she opened the mouth to tell him something, but he didn't want to hear. He only wanted her to stop crying, because he could not bear to see her like that.

It was time to face her. She was not hugging him back, so it was easy to pull away from her slightly. She left her head bowed down, obstructing the way to see her face. He cupped her cheeks and lifted her head up, but she refused to look at him. Her face was little puffy from all the crying, but it only made her look more vulnerable, making him want to pull her back towards him and hold her all night long.

"Jihye...," he whispered, because his voice decided to not cooperate and disappeared, when looking at the girl in front of him. "Jihye, are you still in pain?" he asked her quietly. 

Her eyelashes fluttered as she tried her hardest to look down on her lap and then shook her head.

"Good," he breathed out in relief, his thumbs stroking her cheeks, which were burning up under his touch.

"I'm sorry," she finally spoke abruptly, taking the courage to lift her gaze up to meet his. His heart melted as he saw he big glassy eyes, filled with concern. He didn't want her to feel uneasy. No matter how much he enjoyed the ways she fidgeted whenever she was round him and teased her. This was not the time for her to feel apologetic or sorry towards him.

"Don't say that, silly," he scolded her tenderly. She opened her pink little lips, another wave of warmth spread over his chest. How come he loves everything she does? She only breaths next to him and that alone fills him with undying bliss.

"You should go to sleep, I don't want you to be tired because of me," she mumbled fast, unmoving, her cheeks still under his touch.

"I told you are not a burden to me, Jihye," he repeated what he once told her, enjoying her eyes getting wider as she recalled that moment. He let his hands slide down from her face, because it was becoming unbearable to control his desire to keep touching her.

"Are you going to go back to sleep?" he asked her quietly, clearly surprising her by his forward question. He knew already she won't close her eyes tonight and comes down to the breakfast in the morning with evident dark shadows under her eyes, like she always does.

It didn't make him happy finding out the reason about her pale complexion. Of course, he knew she was having difficulties to sleep, but he thought she might be suffering from insomnia... not from nightmares, which made her cry so horribly.

"I will make myself warm milk and go back to my room... you don't have to worry...," her usual self, pushing him away, came back and he was not having it this time.

"It's too late to tell me not to worry, don' t you think?" he raised his eyebrows expecting her to tell him another of her usual responses to make him go away, but she pressed her lips together and stayed still.

He sighed, while never looking away from her. She is not going to sleep, and he is hardly going to close his eyes, knowing that.

He got up from the sofa and stood up, she followed him with her gaze, gaping at the hand he stretched towards her.

"Let's go for a walk," he suggested, his heart beating fast while waiting for her response, which could be either yes or no.

When he found out, she was going to come with them to the beach house, he was oddly happy about that fact. He remembered the last they've been here together, it was way to far in the past. He played it cool, when Sehun told him about Jihye joining them this time, but inside he was thinking about all sort of opportunities to be with her alone.

Like for example right now. He should be the good boy and send her to bed, but he decided to be selfish. He can be allowed to be greedy once in a while.

Junmyeon was gazing down at her petite face, trying to figure out what is going on in that complicated head of hers.

Then she lifted her hand and very hesitantly slipped her fingers into his prepared hand. If someone asked him, he would be unable to explain, what kind of feeling he is experiencing, when she makes the step towards him. Which is something she is not doing very often or more like never. 

He unconsciously held his breath as he enveloped fingers around hers. He pulled her up, making sure she is steady, he couldn't even imagine, how weak she must feel right now, but he still selfishly turned around and without letting go off her, her led her out of the house.

They walked out through the door of the living room, which was conveniently right at the level of the beach. They stopped by the door, because he realised something. He looked at Jihye standing next to him, shivering. She was wearing pyjama bottoms and tank top, he could hardly call that, sufficient choice of wardrobe for a midnight walk in spring time.

"Wait here, don't move," he instructed her, leaving her there by the door as he walked back inside, to go get something to dress her up with. He came back, almost being scared that she would be gone, but she was still there, looking in the darkness that was covering the beach in front of them. The only thing that could count as a source of light was the moon on the sky, glowing down on the world and Jihye's face. He didn't even realise, he stopped in track, with one oversized jumper in his hand and stared at her.

Putting aside the fact, she looked so tired, she was beautiful. Her porcelain white skin illuminating in the night, her pink lips apart as she was looking up on the sky and admiring it's sparkling beauty.

Almost like she sensed, he was watching like a creep once again, she glanced over her shoulder at him, nailing him down with her eyes. He remembered how nervous she is around him and suddenly found himself feeling exactly the same way, when she bore her eyes into his.

He quickly blinked and crossed the remaining distance between them.

"You should wear this," he mumbled, passing her his own grey hoodie, which was way too huge for her, but he couldn't resist to get her wear his clothes. Her cheeks impulsively turned dark shade of pink but didn't protest and pulled the jumper over her head. The hood stayed on her head as she tucked her hands into the front pocket of the jumper.

How could he know, he literally dug his own grave, giving her ordinary grey hoodie and not knowing the view of her wearing it, will strike him right into the heart. She was small as peanut and that made him want to protect her, although she only needed to be protected from himself.

"Let's go," he grabbed her hand again and to simply stop himself from doing something more daring than that. He intertwined his fingers with hers, hoping to warm up her cold as ice hands. He turned on the flashlight on his phone, just in case, he didn't want them to step on a shell or an animal.

They walked quietly and slowly, as it was hard to walk in the sand as it is.

"Jun, slow down," he heard Jihye's soft voice. He looked beside him, realising it was even more difficult for her, due to her exhaustion.

"Sorry, the walk wasn't the best idea, I guess," he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"No, I like it... I just can't keep up," she gave him small smile and remembered the few smiles he got out of her. He could count them on the fingers of one hand. The simple fact she smiled at him, was making him insanely happy. He returned it... she likes it...

"You like the fact, you are having a romantic walk with handsome mad?" he couldn't let the chance to tease her, slip through his fingers.

"I like the fresh air," she replied with dry tone, causing his smile grow wider. He didn't expect anything else but smart response from her. She still had her hood on, but her hair kept slipping from underneath it, getting in her face due to night breeze and she kept on brushing it off with her free hand.

He stopped walking, making her do the same. He let go of her hand and stood in front of her. She looked up at him, silent questions in her eyes. He put his phone away and stepped closet to her. Good thing was, she didn't back away, causing his heart beat faster than ever.

He took the sides of her hood and slid it down her head, exposing her messy her. He chuckled, making her frown at him. He didn't a budge and dove his finger in her hair, listening to her gasping for the air. He brushed her hair little, getting every single strand away from her face and she let him. He tucked them behind her ears and pulled her hood up again, keeping the hold on the fabric, he studied her face.

"Why are you not asking me any questions?" she surprised him when she suddenly asked, her big eyes not letting him escape. And he didn't wan to.

"Because I don't want to think about it," he stated the truth.

He never had difficulties to control himself, nothing could ever be making him forget he is a composed man, who doesn't let his senses take over his body and mind. How come, when Jihye only looks at him the way she does right now and all he could think about was one simple thing.

Get it together, Kim!

If you kiss her now, it will be no better than taking advantage of the situation and state she is in.

"You are not going to dig into it?" she looked concerned, thankfully unaware about his wavering.

"Not right now, not until you will want to tell me yourself," he told her quietly, her body relaxing as the reaction to his declaration.

"Thank you," she sighed, closing her eyes in relief. It means a lot to her, that he does not know.

The feelings stirred deep in stomach, threatened to spill out. The moment she closed her eyes, with little smile on her lips, made it impossible for him to control. His hands already pulling her towards him, as he was till holding the hood. He leaned down, out of breath at this point... god why is he acting like he has never done it before?

He planted a kiss on her forehead.

The sensation of her skin against his lips, was powerful. He didn't even know why was he doing that, but he had do something, otherwise he would explode.

He put all that he felt into that short but warm kiss, before he retreated, his heart hammering against his chest.

"You don't have to thank me. I'm glad I was there to hold you," he replied fast, his voice huskier than ever, while she stared at him dumfounded by his acting. Speechless she gaped at him, probably asking herself, why would he do something like that. He didn't the answer to that, so he did the only thing he could, to keep her away from demand answers.

Grabbed her hand again and prompt her to start walking again.

"Can you tell me just one thing?" he remembered he wanted to know at least one thing out of all the mystery that was surrounding her. He didn't look at her as they walked this time, to prevent himself to actually lose it.

"Yes?" her voice nervously trembled.

"The reason you keep pushing me away... is it because of that?" he let it out.

The silence grew longer and longer. He was thinking, she won't tell him, but then she finally spoke.

"Yes," she said simply.

He nodded his head. He shouldn't be this happy, but to hell with it, he tightened his grip on her hand.

It was decided. The girl walking next to him, somehow managed to cast a spell on him and all he wanted, is to be with her. Every minute of the day and when he is not with her, he spends time thinking bout her. There were millions of reasons this did not make sense, but those did not matter. As long as he keeps her by her side, nothing mattered. Like this night.

They don't need to reveal their secrets.

This was a long run. They've been running this marathon since they know each other, though at some point he forgot to run.

But he was determined to finish this race, because he was falling.

Endlessly.

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Good day citizens of EXO Planet!!

greetings!!!

I just wrote whole rant here, and it got deleted???

I'm screaming internally, cuz I can't out loud, I'm on public!! Sometimes I do hate WT, cuz it just makes wanna go and kick a wall!! i wish the bugs were fixed....aghhhhh breath girl.... in and out... in and out 

no I do not have anger issues? :D

anyways, here I go again.... 

It might feel this chapter had nothing interesting going on? but the truth is, there is so much going on? It's Jun's POV... ofc his mental talks are important... especially the last bits of the chapter! I love to write from his POV, cuz it gives you another point of view.... duuh :D but you know what I mean!

I should warn you, that there will be few more chapter filled with butterflies and unicorns, but the twist is approaching and the shiaaat is about to go down :D I mean its not really a twist? Idk how to call it, but the hints of angst here and there, will become a real deal... i'd say, but you will see for yourself!!

I wrote completely new rant and I'm mad, cuz the one before was way more better and fun... never mind...

anyways, if you liked and enjoyed this chapter, please feel free to show me your love, and leave a comment and the heart :))))))

I will submit my stories for Wattys 2018 and all your love will be welcome and greatly appreciated!!

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