Falling For It ??

His lips were all over me.

My face, my neck, my chest, my breasts my stomach.

He was currently kissing down my side, tickling me. As I laughed and squirmed from his touch, he laughed against me and held me tighter to continue his teasing.

"Yoongi!" I laughed.

He laughed in returned moving his lips from my side to my naval. Suddenly his kisses became slow and calculated. His tongue dragged across my skin; his hands caressing my body up and down.

"You have no fucking clue how long I have waited to touch you like this." He didn't pull his mouth from me, so the words came out muffled, but I understood.

My head was swimming. Not just by the way he was making me feel, but at the new knowledge of how he felt. I had mixed emotions about it. On one hand I was thrilled that he felt that way about me, and on the other hand, I felt terrible.

I never noticed his genuine acts of kindness, or thought of his flirting as harmless. I just continued to believe he wasn't someone I wanted to get to know.

But I was wrong.

"What about that one girl at the bridal shower. She was sitting on your lap and you were...oh!" he reached my neck sucking hard again. "You had your hands all over her."

"I didn't sleep with her." He said. "And I didn't play mind games either."

"But..."

"Shhh." He pulled his head up to look at me. "I was celibate for over a year, and you were not even close to giving me a second glance. I wanted attention and she was giving it to me. Flirting with her felt good but it didn't go past that. I was honest with her when she offered me her phone number that I was genuinely not interested. That the flirting was meant to be harmless and I apologized if I gave her the wrong impression."

I was staring at him.

I can spot a liar from a mile away, and he was not lying.

"I am kicking myself for being so stubborn."

He rested his body comfortably on mine, laying his arms across my chest and his chin on top of his arms. "What were you so stubborn about?"

I looked down, and started to laugh. "You are staring up at me at the literal worst angle possible."

"You have no bad angles, Noona. I'm sure I'm not the only one who think that."

I laughed again, hearing him chuckle along. "I was so stubborn to think the worst of you. I didn't notice the efforts you were putting forth to...better yourself. Not that you need to change, but I really do feel that way." I laid my head back on the pillow and closed my eyes taking a deep breath. "I really feel like in order for us to change or grow we have to want it for ourselves. We can't do things for other people because we end up resenting them."

"I know." He replied, his voice quiet.

I lifted up scooting to sit against the headboard. He didn't let too much distance come between us, and sat right next to me, his hand on my thigh. I held my throw pillow against my torso for comfort.

"You are changing for you right? Not me. I don't want you to resent me."

"I am." He nodded. "But what I wanted was you, and I was never going to get you if I was going to continue living the way I was. Sleeping around, constantly partying, not seeing value in anything or anyone. When I saw you put your own thoughts and opinions aside when you were comforting Namjoon, it just...I don't know. It stuck with me. You accepted him and I have never been a friend like that. I started seeing why everyone wanted you around so much. And like I said the more I paid attention the more I wanted to be close to you."