~Minho's POV~

"Yes, baby, just like that." I spoke, watching her bounce up and down on my dick, her round breasts moving in unison with the rest of her body, her hair doing little to nothing to cover her nipples from my sight.

She was so fucking beautiful and hot, her face contorted in pure bliss, and she was reaching her high.

"Fuck, Minho, you're the best." She leaned down and pressed her lips against my mouth, and I kissed her, starting to move my hips to create more momentum between us. She moaned into my mouth, then quickly moved on to sucking my neck.

"God, you're so tight for me, baby. Why are you clenching around me so hard, hm?" I praised her, and I was so, so close to cumming.

I continued fucking my way inside of her while she became a moaning mess, and I hugged her body against mine, to keep her as close as possible.

"I love you, I love you." I spoke, burying my dick inside her just as I cummed hard. "Flame- no, Jieun, you are so-"

~

Jieun?

I opened my eyes, shocked, looking confused around my room and feeling my pants uncomfortably wet and sticky.

A... wet dream?

Fucking hell.

I did the unthinkable again. I imagined Flame – whose body I got to know so well – as Jieun. Again.

And I dreamed about fucking her.

And I fucking ejaculated in my sleep, thinking of Jieun – Nari's teacher.

How messed up in the head was I?

Why?

Why?

Was it because she ended up spending the night here and we drank and talked so intimately until 5 AM?

Even so, that's not normal. It's not appropriate to have these thoughts about her.

Fucking hell.

Looking at the clock, it was 10 AM. Late, by my standards. Nari's been up for probably 3 hours now, but like the good child she was, she didn't come to wake me up.

Get your shit together, Minho.

I told myself, then got up and hopped in the shower, trying to wash my sinful thoughts away. I couldn't keep thinking of fucking Jieun when thinking about Flame. They were separate people, and it wasn't right.

Yes. I need to stop this, before I do or say something stupid to make Jieun uncomfortable.

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~Jieun's POV~

Agh, what the fuck. I groaned, feeling the biggest headache throbbing right in my temples.

Opening my eyes and sitting up on the bed, I massaged the painful spots in my head and tried to stretch a bit, letting out a big yawn.

Memories from last night came flooding in, and I quickly figured out that I was still in Minho's house and that I drank way too much, which resulted in this freaking migraine.

I didn't have anything with me – my phone, my keys, my bag; all of these were in the living room, so I had no idea what time it was, but even without a clock, I knew that I far outstayed my welcome.

I should've left last night instead of drinking with Nari's dad. It didn't feel like such a bad idea to stay the night in the kitchen when Minho looked at me with such sparkly eyes, they made me melt; it didn't feel like such a bad idea under the dim lights on the couch in the living room with two bottles of wine and a full glass in my hand. It didn't feel like such a bad idea yesterday.

But today, under the daylight, it was totally inappropriate. There was no reason for me to actually stay and sleep, or drink with Nari's dad until 5 AM and talk and talk and talk.

Why am I still here?

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Getting up from the bed, I headed towards the bathroom connected to the guest room and washed my face.

Next to the sink stood a utility cart where a towel, a new toothbrush and toothpaste, as well as all sorts of skin care products, and even feminine hygiene products were placed strategically.

I haven't noticed them yesterday when I took a shower in here, but I was grateful for them nonetheless, so I picked the toothbrush and tore its packaging, then I brushed my teeth and got rid of all the alcohol taste still present in my mouth after a night of drinking.

I grabbed my clothes from the rack and changed from Minho's clothes, then I exited the guest room and started walking towards the living room.

Sounds of cartoons could be heard coming from it, and when I entered the room, Nari was sprawled over the floor drawing something in coloured pencils, while something was playing on the TV.

"Oh, you're awake?" Minho spoke, and only then did I notice him on the couch, manspreading while reading something on his phone.

"Yes. Good morning." I smiled and waved at Nari, who looked at me for a few moments.

"Good morning? Miss Park, it's 2. Are you normally this lazy?" She asked bluntly, as children do.

2 PM?!

My mouth fell open, which didn't go unnoticed by Minho, who quickly intervened.

"Nari, that's not nice to say, she was tired after taking care of you the whole day."

"Wait a minute-" I started speaking "is it really 2 PM? Oh God, why didn't you wake me up?" I turned to Minho upset, a large frown on my face.

"Why would I? It's Sunday. Sleep in as much as you'd like."

"But-"

"Daddy, I'm hungryyyyy." Nari stood up and jumped on the sofa all of a sudden, pouting.

"Oh, what should we eat?"

"I waaaaaant... pancakes!"

"For lunch?" Minho chuckled. "That's not-"

"Pancakes! Pancakes! Pancakes! Pancakes!" Nari started jumping up and down, making me laugh. She was so evidently spoiled, but not in an annoying way most children are. She was cute.

Minho rolled his eyes.

"We can't have pancakes, because daddy can't cook them." He shrugged, and Nari stuck out her tongue at him, then came to me and jumped on my legs.

"Miss Park, can you make pancakes? Pleaaaaaseeeeeee." She started pleading with me, and I just looked at Minho who watched us amused, as if he were watching a cute moment on a TV show.

"I-"

"PLEAAAASEEEE." Nari started again, and watching her big, round eyes looking at me so hopeful, I gave in.

Those fucking eyes she got from her dad, I swear.

"Fine. Let's make some pancakes. But as a dessert. You have to eat a real meal for lunch first." I put my hands on my hips and waited for her approval, which she was quick to give.

She seemed happy with this outcome.

We headed towards the kitchen, and I pulled out a few ingredients we had left over from yesterday, and I cooked some chicken with mashed potatoes for the three of us and tried not to think about me still being here, even if I had no reason to be. Even if I should've left last night as soon as Minho got home from work.

We made small talk, and my migraine was almost gone after eating and getting hydrated properly, but the strange feeling in my chest made it hard to breathe. It felt like I was choking and in desperate need of air, that just didn't get to my lungs. Sitting like this at the kitchen table – the three of us – brought a small sense of normality and I couldn't help but think that from the outside, we must've looked like a happy family.

Inappropriate.

When we were done cleaning up after lunch, I showed Nari how to beat the eggs for the pancakes, then I let her pour in the flour and the milk, letting her mix the batter herself. I wasn't sure if she would be ready to use the stove as well, but under my supervision, I let her pour the pancake mix in the pan from a ladle, and she seemed very excited.

"Do you like cooking?" I asked her, waiting for the pancake we just poured to harden up enough to turn it over.

"Yes! It's so fun!" She jumped, and Minho chuckled seeing her. He then looked right in my eyes and smiled so brightly, my heart skipped a beat.

Inappropriate.

I decided that no longer looking at him was the logical solution, otherwise who knows what this stupid heart of mine would make me do next?

~

"Miss Park, can you stay for dinner too?"

"Nari, I'm sure she has a lot to do at home as well. She already played with you a lot today, didn't she?" Minho petted her hair.

We finished eating the pancakes and cleaning up about one hour earlier, after which Nari wanted us to paint together, and I couldn't say no.

"But I want us to make food again." She pouted, small tears pricking the corners of her eyes.

"We will do it again another time, okay?" I smiled and tried to stop Nari from starting to cry.

"Besides, we have to visit grandma and will eat with her anyway, did you forget?" Minho continued, noticing Nari's dejected face. At the mention of her grandma, however, her eyes lit up.

"Okay..." She nodded.

"You should go get changed, grandma is waiting for us." Minho instructed her, and Nari nodded, then left.

"So, should we drop you home?" Minho turned his attention to me.

"If you're going to the hospital... is it alright if I come with you? I could visit my grandmother as well..." I pondered.

"Why not?" Minho smiled. "Listen, Jieun, about yesterday..."

"Hm?"

"Thank you so much for taking care of Nari, and for today as well. She looked like she had a lot of fun with you, and I'm truly grateful."

"Oh, no worries. You don't have to thank me for anything. I had fun as well."

I returned his smile, then we continued talking until Nari came back from her room.

~

"Hey grandma." I opened the door to her hospital room and stuck my head in, a large grin on my face. "I brought you some pancakes!"

"Oh, Jieun!" She smiled and urged me to come in the room. She was sitting on the bed, watching TV.

"Is this a new drama?" I asked, pointing out to the show while sitting down next to her bed in the visitor's chair.

"Yes, it's so captivating! Uhm, Jieun?"

"Yes?" I looked at her after placing the pancakes on her food tray.

"Didn't you go home yesterday?" She tilted her head confused, looking at my clothes.

Oh, fucking hell, I didn't think she would notice.

"Uhm... I did." I lied, and grandma saw right through me. She raised me, after all.

"Silly girl, did you meet someone? When were you going to tell me?"

"It's nothing like that, it's just-"

"MISS PARK!!!" The door flew open, and Nari ran inside, jumping right on my lap.

"Oh, my! Who should you be, little princess?" My grandmother smiled brightly, admiring Nari's long hair and large eyes.

"My name is Choi Nari, I'm 8 and I like painting."

"Is that so? What a cute girl you are!" Grandma cooed. "Would you like some pancakes?"

"Are these the pancakes we made together, Miss Park?" Nari asked innocently, and Grandma threw me a sharp look I knew I couldn't ignore for long, moment when Minho entered the room as well.

"Nari, I told you so many times to stop running away- Jieun?" He saw me, then he rubbed his forehead. "I'm so sorry for this, she did it again."

"But I knew Miss Park was going to be in this room and I forgot to hug her goodbye!" Nari whined.

"There, there, you hugged me." I chuckled.

"We are truly sorry for intruding on the time with your granddaughter. My name is Choi Minho, and this is my daughter, Nari." Minho bowed to my grandmother, and she waved her hand around.

"The more the merrier! Look how lively this place became! Now, young man, you'd better explain why my granddaughter didn't go home last night." Grandma smiled, but it was one of those smiles that made you cower in fear, which Minho caught on quickly.

"Grandma, I told you it wasn't like that! Minho had to work and asked me to take care of Nari, who's one of my students!" I explained quickly, but grandma was still sceptical, and looked slightly disappointed.

"Is that so?" She replied unconvinced, but still dropped it.

Minho excused himself and grabbed Nari from my lap, and I dreaded being alone with grandma, because I just knew she was going to start asking questions.

"Who is he?" She started as soon as Minho left the room. "He's so handsome! Where did you meet him, at school? When have you began dating?"

"Oh my God!" I whined. "It's NOT like that!!! For the millionth time! He's just Nari's dad, that's all!"

"Is he single?" Grandma nudged my elbow.

"I see you're feeling well today. Well enough to annoy your granddaughter." I spat out, and both of us started laughing.

"His daughter is so cute! I remember when you were that age! You were cuter, though!"

"You only say that because we are related." I chuckled.

"And because you're my precious baby." Grandma smiled fondly. "These pancakes are really good."

"Thank you! It's your recipe, but they don't taste as good as yours. You should hurry up and get better so you can cook for me." I pouted.

"It's the universal recipe, dear, and they taste the same. But how come you want to live with this old hag? You should start making plans to live with that handsome lad! What was his name again, Minho?"

"Grandma... what will I do with you?" I sighed and shook my head.

"But even if you end up adopting another woman's child, I still want some grandbabies from you!" She ignored me completely and kept living her fantasy.

"Oh my, do you have a fever?" I pouted. "You're only spewing bullsh -OUCH!" I shouted, after grandma hit my hand with her fork.

"Don't talk like that!" She scolded me, and I chuckled. "Should I wash your mouth with soap?"

"So, you could hear me!" I spat out, and grandma threw me a look.

"Is it that wrong for me to want you to raise a baby?"

"Okay, okay. You want grandbabies? You better focus on getting healthy so you can take care of them!" I laughed, and grandma smiled.

~

On Wednesday, just as I dropped Nari off to her Art School, a notification on my phone caught my eye.

In the Dark – 1 new request

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CHARISMA – personal form

THINGS I ENJOY: Flame!!! I am so so sorry for Saturday, something unexpected came up and I couldn't come meet you. Also, I know this is super short notice, and I wouldn't blame you if you wouldn't be able to make it in 2 hours from now (though I wish you would!). Unfortunately, we will no longer be able to meet on Saturdays, but I'd like to see you Mon-Fri 6:45-7:45 if you have time and want to as well, of course. Let me know.

THINGS I DON'T WANT TO DO: just the usual

CONDOM / NO CONDOM: no condom

SPECIAL REQUIREMENTS: -

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Reading his form felt like a weight got lifted off my shoulders. He had something urgent to take care of, that's why he cancelled on Saturday.

But still... he wants us to meet every day?

Wow.

Thinking of it, Charisma's been spending thousands on me in the past month since we've started seeing each other.

How much money does this dude have?

Life must be good for him.

Easier than mine, at least.

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FLAME – personal form

THINGS I ENJOY: No problem, Charisma. It's quite ironic actually, something ended up coming up on my side as well so we probably wouldn't have been able to meet anyway. So funny! I'd love to see you every day, I'm free during that time, so you can book anytime on short notice, and I'll be there. <3

THINGS I DON'T WANT TO DO: -

CONDOM / NO CONDOM: no condom

SPECIAL REQUIREMENTS: I know it's cold outside, and I can technically wear turtlenecks only, and don't get me wrong, I love it when you kiss my neck, I'm going crazy for it, but still could you maybe be a bit more... careful when it comes to leaving marks on my neck and chest?

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After sending the form, I went home and took a long shower, then I used the perfume I usually put on whenever I meet Charisma, making sure to put it on my ankles as well, just in case my legs end up on his shoulders. Of course, a different one from the perfume I use on a day-to-day basis, just to minimize the chances of someone ever recognising it.

Well, the perfume consideration was not exactly aimed towards Charisma, since it was impossible for me to know someone like him in real life. People that afford spending thousands on a prostitute in a single month are not people that usually frequent the social circles I can be part of.

Minho seems to have some money, though. I thought, remembering the place he lives in with Nari, and his profession.

But still, I doubt he has that much money, otherwise why would he have chosen a public school for Nari? Even after the bullying scandal, he would've definitely sent her to a better, expensive private school, or even hire teachers to homeschool her.

Whatever, how much money Minho makes is none of my business.

I put on some lacy lingerie and warm clothes on top, thinking that I'd rather dress a bit more appropriately for the weather outside, since the wind was getting colder and colder, while still maintaining a sexy element that would be fun to touch and imagine.

I reached the building and entered the room like I usually do, and I took off all my clothes, keeping on the red lingerie and waiting on the bed until Charisma got here.

It's only been a week and a half since I last saw him, but it felt like a lifetime ago, and I was growing more impatient by the minute.

For some reason unknown to me, my heart began picking up the pace and I felt... nervous.

Why would I, though? He's just a man that pays me, and there's nothing between us...

Speaking of, I haven't been thinking about Charisma at all while spending time with Minho... of course, leaving aside their similarities which were... a bit uncanny.

Wait.

Did I seriously think that spending time with Minho took my mind off Charisma?

Jieun, don't be fucking stupid, please.

Minho is just Nari's dad. I can't possibly say I enjoyed drinking wine with him at 3AM on a Saturday to the point of forgetting about the other man that makes my heart skip.

Wait – did I just think of Charisma as 'the other man'?

Something is definitely wrong with me.

He's just a faceless man that pays me for sex.

I shook my head, wanting to let go of all these useless thoughts, when the click of the door signalled me that Charisma finally got here, so I stood up and headed towards the middle of the room to wait for him, like always.

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~Minho's POV~

After a week and a half, I was finally meeting Flame again.

I missed her.

Perhaps it was weird to say so, since I didn't know who she was, but you can't control your feelings, can you?

I was surprised to see a response form from her so quickly, and even more so that she accepted to meet me on such short notice.

Reading her form carefully, my heart first skipped a beat at 'I'd love to see you every day.'

Of course, this could just be her being excited to get a bigger paycheck for the time being, but still, I wanted to believe that this was not necessarily the case, and she was genuinely excited as well.

Then, reading further down, reaching the Special Requirements column, I almost let out a laugh.

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SPECIAL REQUIREMENTS: I know it's cold outside, and I can technically wear turtlenecks only, and don't get me wrong, I love it when you kiss my neck, I'm going crazy for it, but still could you maybe be a bit more... careful when it comes to leaving marks on my neck and chest?

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Damn, she's cute. I smiled, and to any outsider, I must've looked crazy, grinning to myself like that.

So, she doesn't mind marks anywhere else, hm?

Her phrasing was funny. What type of person was Flame, anyway?

My mind wandered off to the hickeys on Jieun's body, and I chuckled to myself again, before thinking that remembering those spots on Nari's teacher was not appropriate and that I should stop thinking about her already.

Anyways, I accepted Flame's form as well and went home to shower. Thankfully, Ye-Jun and Jinki offered to take Nari from her art classes and watch her until 20:00 from Mon-Fri until this album is out, and I can go back to my usual working hours.

Right now, I head to work directly after dropping her off at school in the morning, and then I finish at 18:20 – which is 20 minutes too late for me to be the one who picks her up from the art school.

On Monday and Tuesday, I headed to Jinki's place directly after work to grab Nari home, but both she and Jiho were so whiny they only got to spend 30 minutes together, that Ye-Jun suggested I just come by and take Nari before the girls have to head to bed – at 7:45-8.

This means that I now have almost 2 hours for myself from the minute I leave work until I go to Jinki's to take Nari back home – so why not book Flame for those times? A good lay is not only a nice workout, but also a stress relief after such busy days.

Why not?

~

Reaching the building and the room assigned for today's meeting, I entered the hallway as usual, and breathed in a few times before opening the main room's door.

Darkness surrounded me, just as it did so many times before, and the sweet smell in the air invaded my nostrils, making me almost dizzy. Flame was wearing the same perfume as she usually did, and I couldn't wait to see – well, actually, to touch – her clothes today to see what she decided to wear.

In the middle of the room, there she was, waiting for me.

She reached her hands to cup my cheeks and 'kissed' me, just like last time, her thumbs firmly on my lips to make sure I wouldn't be uncomfortable.

I was so far from that, though. I wanted to grab her hands away and kiss her and put my tongue down her throat so badly, and these urges were getting stronger and stronger each time I would meet her.

What's bad is they were this strong when Jieun spent the night, and-

Why am I thinking about her again?

I moved my hands on Flame's body and, reaching her sides, I let out a "Hmmm" unconsciously, then I slightly chuckled.

She.was.just.in.her.lingerie.

She never waited for me like this before. Did she do it because we only had one hour to spend together?

What colour was it? Her favourite, red? Or maybe something else? Black? I bet it would look good either way.

Feeling her up, the lingerie was made of lace, and I could only imagine how beautifully it hugged her body.

But what need was there for it? I unclasped her bra and felt her tits with my hands, and Flame chuckled lowly as well.

It felt like she was asking me Did you miss me that much? mockingly, and she was right. I fucking missed her and I missed fucking her.

She followed through and helped me out of my clothes, and then we made our way towards the bed. I laid her down and pressed a kiss between her breasts, and then I moved downwards, taking down her lace panties and kissing her pussy slowly.

She moaned sweetly, just as she always does whenever I touch her. Damn, did she like it that much?

After eating her out for a bit, though, she pressed her hand on my head, making me stop, and pushed me away.

Huh?

I was confused, but she was quick to guide me on my back, and she attached her mouth to my crotch instantly, deep throating me at once. She took me by surprise for sure, her mouth working flawlessly on my length while one of her hands massaged my balls, and it was so difficult to not bust right then.

Still, it was like she was reading my mind, for not even one minute later, her legs straddled me, and she let herself fall down my dick, taking me in fully. She firstly moved slow, pressing her body against mine and kissing my neck, as my hands moved to her butt, squeezing it.

After getting used to me, she sat up, her movements on top of me quicker, and she started bouncing up and down my length. I felt her every move, and I wanted to feel her body too, so I let my hands roam on her until I reached her breasts, and then – I got another déjà vu feeling.

This felt just like my dream, only this time I wasn't able to see anything; I was left imagining how Flame looked on top of me, and my mind was filled with Jieun from my dream bouncing on me, and her perfectly rounded breasts, and how she rolled her head back and the way her face contorted in pleasure, and I could only imagine that Flame looked exactly the same, and I don't know what overcame me, but I stood up, still inside her, and grabbed her face, and I kissed her, but it wasn't enough, so I kissed her again, and again, and again, and fuck, was she sweet. Her tongue against mine felt just right, her lips were perfect, and the way her moans got lost in my mouth as I began thrusting into her made me simply lose it all, and I never came so hard.

~

I am insane. I shook my head, my hands on the wheel.

I was parked a few meters away from the bus stop where I met Jieun dressed as Flame so many nights ago.

I needed to know if it was her. I was going crazy.

Of course, she wasn't wearing anything I could see this time, but if she happened to come to this same bus stop an hour after meeting me...

... then Flame was Jieun.

And that meant I just kissed Jieun during the best sex I've ever had my entire life.

It was crazy. I was definitely crazy.

But I needed to know. Badly.

I must've had a couple loose screws up there, but the more I thought about it, the more I wanted Flame to be Jieun. 

Thinking about it, it was not impossible for them to be the same person. Too many coincidences were piling up, and dreaming about Jieun when she slept over felt like a slap in the face telling me to wake up to reality and stop being blind. That late hour in the same neighbourhood, her clothes that night at the bus stop, her perfume – the same one that Flame used today, all the hickeys she had everywhere and Flame asking me to be more careful around her neck so as to not leave as many marks... it started getting easier to accept that I might've been the one to have caused them on Jieun's body as well, even though it was insane to think I've been fucking Nari's teacher for so many weeks straight without knowing it.

I needed to know if that was the case, so I called Jinki and let him know I was going to be a bit late today, and I waited...

and waited...

and waited... 

And before I knew it, more than 2 hours had passed, and Jieun never came to the bus stop, nor did any other girl at least resembling her.

I let out a sigh.

Why did I feel... slightly disappointed?

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MEETING REVIEW FORM by Charisma

Rate Flame from 1 to 5 (lowest to highest): ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Were all your special requirements fulfilled? (Leave empty if not applicable): I can't wait to see you tomorrow, and I'm sorry for confusing you and kissing you. I just... I don't know what came over me. The only thing I know is that I want to do it again.

What did you enjoy? -

What should be improved? -

Would you like to tip Flame? (Any amount you write will automatically be deducted from your Card after submitting this form. Leave empty if you don't wish to tip your host): 300$

Thank you for using our service!

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MEETING REVIEW FORM by Flame

Rate the interaction with the customer from 1 to 5 (lowest to highest): ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Did the customer fulfil your special requirements? -

Tip received – 300$: I was honestly taken by surprise, but it was a pleasant surprise, and damn, does your mouth fit on mine so well. I can't wait to see you tomorrow either. We have two more days this week, don't we? Stay healthy.

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~Jieun's POV~

What... did just happen?

I opened my eyes in surprise, as Charisma's lips fell on top of mine in a fevered kiss.

Our first.

We continued having sex and the time to go eventually came; after all, an hour passes by quickly, especially when you're having a good time.

I left the building sometime later and ordered a Taxi like I usually do, even if it wasn't that late and I could've still caught the bus. However, walking towards the bus stop and waiting in the cold felt unnecessary now that Charisma wanted to meet me daily, which meant I had a lot of money on top of what was needed for my grandmother's hospital bills, so why not take advantage of it while it lasts and go back home in the comfort of a warm car?

But still, my heart didn't halt for even a moment, even long after getting home and slipping under the covers in bed. Ever since his lips touched mine, my ribcage became a ground for fireworks, and my chest felt too tight to contain my heart, that was beating so fast, it felt like I ran a marathon.

It was ironic, really. I had sex with Charisma so many times, we slept next to each other even, but still, this...  I couldn't believe it, and I caught myself touching my lips with my fingertips again and again, as if to check if the feeling is still there, if it truly happened. This kiss felt more intimate than everything else we've been doing,

It felt real.

He kissed me.

His lips were on mine – multiple times, and I couldn't forget the way they felt. It felt like my mouth no longer belonged to me, and now that I was alone, something was missing from on top of my lips.

I wanted to get that feeling back so badly, so reading his form and seeing that he felt the same brought so many butterflies to my stomach, I wasn't even sure if I've ever felt this way before.

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(A/N) They kissed!!!

And we were SO CLOSE to Minho discovering  Jieun is Flame. If only she would've taken the bus...

Hope you liked this chapter!

Love,

Storm