2 WEEKS LATER (Seulmi’s pov)

Uhhhh what a life.
“Umm… umma?” I entered her room.
She lifted an eyebrow while staring at me. “What?”
“Umma…. I have to go, there’s a party at my friend’s place.”
“No….” She started typing again without paying much attention to me.
“Oh come on….” i said.
“Look at the time Seulmi.”
“I’ll be home at 9.” I took a look at my watch. It was 8pm.
“No.”
“I am going. Annyeong.” I left the room.
She grabbed my arm when I just came out of her room. “Is it a boy?” She asked.
“Hhah….ye.” I replied.
“You are not going.”
“I was kidding. I am going to Jena’s. Don’t worry.”
She loosened my arm and I just rushed out. Oh Gosh…. she’ll hate if she finds out I am dating. The thing that was on my mind was really the time. I never stepped out at night alone like this cuz my umma never lets me to.

I, somehow, managed to reach the decided place. He always calls me there. It’s an old fashioned house near their dormitory. I reached the place and waited for him. Within these 2 weeks, it was the 1st time meeting him.
“Seulmi-ah….”I heard his voice. I turned back and yes, he was standing in front of me.
“You make me wait just too much.” i said.
“Hurry up and come inside.” He unlocked the door of the house.
“Omo…. is it yours?” I asked.
“Yup.” He seemed so excited.
“Ummm… I have to leave before 9. And you said we’d go on a date, then why are we here?” I asked after entering the house. “Should I trust you?” I squinted my eyes.
He laughed. “No.”
I turned back to rush out but he captured my hand.
“Not so fast kitty. It was just a joke.”He smiled.
“I still smell something fishy.” I glared at his hand and he released me.
“Seulmi… don’t overthink. OK??”
I nodded. We entered a bedroom. I stood at the entrance, folding my arms and glaring at him.
He dragged a rocking chair in the middle. My sixth sense kept on knocking at my head’s door that something wrong is gonna happen. So I just waited for him to say further.
“Seulmi… we’ll do it dramatically.”
“W-what???” I stuttered.
“Uhhh… your dirty mind!!! I told you not to overthink. Come here and I’ll tell you.”
“I am standing here. Just tell me.” I didn’t enter the room.
“Well, I’ll leave the room and you’ll sit on this chair and then you’ll prove your smoking skill, just like a bad lady. I mean give a sexy look when I enter the room, while you smoke.”
I just looked at him expressionlessly. “Then?”
“Then? It will be a surprise.” He smirked.
“No I don’t like it. I won’t do it.” I said.
“You will.” He stared. “And wear that dress while doing that. I give you 15 minutes to prepare yourself.” He moved towards me grabbing my arm with force and closed the door. What the hell!!!!
“I am waiting.” He said from outside of the room. “and you won’t go home until you do as I say.” He presented the condition. Damn!
I wore the dress. It seemed like a party wear; short strapless dark purple dress and most of my back was showing. I never wore a dress that exposing. It was just so vexing. He even placed the cigarettes and a lighter on a table. He was just taking this act so seriously.

15 MINUTES LATER (HIMCHAN’S POV)

I knew that girl had potential to do anything I ask. So I was expecting good results. I was wearing a black suit. I wanted to make my first time feel special and it might have been my last time so it ought to be special and dramatic as well.

I entered into the room in the most possible heroic manner. I wanted to play it wonderfully. My boots produced sounds when I took further steps into the room. My senses enhanced all of a sudden. I could hear sound of clock tick-tocking. I could feel the strong toxic smell of cigarette, really strong. I could see each particle emitted by the smoking. It was such a beautiful, pleasant feeling. The chair was rocking slowly but I was at the back side. I took few steps further and stood in front of her.
DAMN! DAMN! DAMN! I shouldn’t have asked her to play it.

She was sitting on the chair with crossed legs. The dress ended at her thighs. Purple color was a good choice cuz it looked sexy on her skin tone. Leaning back in the chair, she looked at me. I started trembling but tried hard to make it remain invisible. Actually she was already addictive. She smoked the cigarette. I licked my lips and bent down to face her. It was a feeling irresistible. I took away the cigarette from her hand and smoked. It felt heavenly good.

SEULMI’S POV

It was so hard to handle his stare while acting as he told. He took away the cigarette and smoked which left me shocked. He leaned a bit more and kissed me, FINALLY. My first kiss, yes it was, but unexpected. It was smoky; I didn’t expect my first kiss to be like this.
Wait
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It wasn’t a kiss but a touch. He touched my lips with his lips but we cant call just touching a kiss. He remained like that for a few seconds. Then he slowly placed his hand at the back of my head and grabbed my hair. Then he kissed me. It was so breathless. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world, but I didn’t feel love in it. He parted but was still close to my face.
“D-Do you love me?” I asked.
He pulled off a face like ‘I can’t answer, I’ve lost my senses’ or something like that. He kept on staring into my eyes from a close proximity, with half closed eyes. Then I kissed him softly for a second and then parted. His smile appeared. I felt like it might be love.
“Do you love me?” I asked again.
He kept on smiling in reply. I smiled back, unknowingly how to respond to this situation. His heavy breath was striking my face. I looked at his lips. His sharp canines got my attention. He had really sharp ones. He was so cool, from head to toe. I again looked at his eyes. I knew I was blushing hard, throwing away the bad girl image I put up on a few minutes ago. He took my hand and made me stand up with him.

He swept away my hair on one side. I felt embarrassed as the hair covering my bare back, were sided. He inclined over and placed his jaws on my bare shoulder. It was more chilly than the kiss.
“Can I go home?” I hugged him and closed my eyes. But instead of the reply I felt the tips of his fingers on my spine. I could also feel his breath over my back. He inhaled.
“Sugar……..” He moaned. He dragged his fingers further down. “Cup-cake……. Alcohol.”
“A-are you alright? Its tickling me so stop that.” I said while wondering if he’s hungry or something.
“Blueberries……Cocaine” He exhaled and then inhaled again. Is he smelling me? I parted.
“You’re disgusting, Sexy-nim.” I smirked. “A-are you drunk?” I asked. He moved behind me and pushed me.I fell on the bed, my face was on the bed’s surface. He loosened his tie a bit and bent over me. I turned my face. He smelled my back again.
“It’s irritating, so stop it.” I almost yelled. Was he so attracted to the perfume I wore?
He pressed his hand against my mouth. “Now…. don’t scream. Ok?” He said in a husky voice.
Oh God… I shouldn’t have come. That’s why umma never let me out at night.
“Where should I do it?” He murmured while dragging his fingers on my bare spine, back and forth. I gulped in fear. I can be a bad girl but this is awful. He leaned a bit more and placed his lips on the side of my neck.
“Ah… God bless this neck.” He whispered and separated his lips. I felt something piercing through my skin. He probably sank his teeth into my delicate skin. Blood rushed out and he licked it away. I could feel tears in my eyes along with a mix of emotions and stabbing pain. The blood stopped after the many licks. He then turned me around to face me. I looked into his terrible eyes. He smirked at me.
“How was it? Did you enjoy?” He asked and licked the last drop of my blood on his lower lip.

HIMACHAN’S POV

It was so enjoyable, so sexy, so good and most of all so so addictive. The moment I stopped, I wanted it again so badly. I could remember the first time I tasted it and it was already the best. I thought I couldn’t handle this much amount.
“How was it? Did you enjoy?” I asked and got a weak pat on my cheek.
“It’s disgusting. N-never do it again.” She said.
“Baby, it was just love bite.” I grabbed her hand which was landed on my cheek and kissed the back of it.
“I-I wann-a go home.” Her and was trembling, and her whole body.
“Ok… change and I’ll drop you. And stop weeping.” I said. It was 9:15pm.

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