[Secret Secret] A SKZ Story

[Chapter 9: Pain]

"What if I hurt her? I don't want tooo!"

He complained like a child stomping his feet, but fell quiet as soon as she moved. Everyone held their breath.

Ally reached out, putting her palm over the flame.

"It's warm, but it doesn't hurt."

She moved her fingers and turned the palm up. She didn't even have her skin red.

Han opened his fist and his whole hand caught fire. Allyson lowered her hand and touched him. It didn't burn, fire seemed to surround her.

"Woooh! Have you ever seen something like this, hyung?? She can touch me when I'm burning!"

Human torch?

"We see, and I still can't believe it. Want to try over her clothes? Ally, you said harm just repairs, right?"

"Yeah, but I never tried fire. What I meant is that if I bleed, it kinda returns to me. Things don't get stained... But clothes are a whole other thing. I'm not sure if my shirt would just set up in flames and I'd be standing in my bra..."

They all looked away, Felix and Changbin finding the wall pretty interesting.

Minho's laugh could probably be heard from the building across the street.

"Oh man, those thoughts... Quite the perv we have here."

He didn't say which one.

"Just try this." Bangchan gave her his bracelet and put it in her wrist. "It's fabric, so it should work."

Once again, Han ignited his hand and his full forearm. This time he didn't snap his fingers and left his palm open wide. She thought that the snap was just a dramatic effect.

His sleeve didn't burn.

Allyson put her own over his hand, and they held eachother wrists. At the same time they locked eyes and smiled. He was a cute squirrel. At his leader silent command, Jisung extinguished the flames and smiled, still holding her hand. A moment later he let go.

The bracelet wasn't even warm. She returned the piece to its blonde owner. He smiled.

"Your turn, Bin."

Changbin got up and Han went straight to his seat and stared talking. "I don't think this is a good idea. What if she's like Wolverine and Changbin hyung is just like Rogue and absorbs her out?"

"I did saw him like Rogue, but never thought of myself like that. I don't look too much like Jackman." She smirked at Han and just took Changbin's right hand in one swift move.

Everybody held their breath once more looking at the scene unfold.

"Are you all sure he does the Rouge thing? He doesn't even have sticky hands. I just have a tingling, a stinging sensation, but it... feels nice."

She looked at his eyes, and just too soon, he looked away and let go.

"That was... enlightening." Said Chan

"Sure it was." Minho agreed, smirking.

"Now if they ever need somebody to... I don't know... stick a bandage on them, you can also do it even if Han's burning and Bin can't control himself."

"I never thought it could be useful..."

"One time I had nightmares and burned my sheets. I.N. tried to wake me with a freaking oven glove... hehe, it's funnier now."

"It's been years since the last time I held somebody's hand without him in the same room. It's surely useful."

The air became solemn at Changbin's words. She didn't knew who they were talking about, but couldn't ask. Minho looked at her, and she knew he'd probably tell her when the time was right.

Suddenly they herd Felix's deep voice."Go on, you two can hug, I'm messing with the cameras." He was so silent before she had forgotten he was there.

Allyson took Changbin by surprise again. She wrapped an arm around his neck and the other in his waist. She was placing her face in his neck, making sure she made contact with his skin. Her nose touched his neck and her breath fanned his hair. He was slightly taller.

He slowly wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, not making contact. She had a crop top and her skin was showing.

"Come on, it's okay. It doesn't hurt. You can touch me." She whispered and could see he got chills.

He placed his hands on the small of her back and breath out. Her skin was so soft.

"Ally that was nice of you, but weird... It's like Bin is hugging my sister. Come on guys, let's give them some space." Bangchan spoke. "Now that we know we're all safe, I'm at ease."

He disconnected his notebook and got up, dragging Minho with him. Felix and Han reluctantly followed. Though the situation was a little uncomfortable, they wanted to see it unfold. She wondered how they got the gossiping part of their group not to come.

The pair heard the lock on the door.

He took a step back and she let him go, keeping one hand in his neck and the other in his waist, above his shirt. She could feel the heat coming from his hands. They locked eyes. They were both blushing.

In other bold move, Ally creep her left hand under his shirt, touching his side. The rapper's eyes opened wide but this time, held her gaze. He was trying to figure out her thoughts, because he could clearly see her feelings. She was nervous, but on the outside acted like nothing had happened. Her heart was racing.

"Just to even things out."

She was sensing his discomfort. They were two consenting adults, alone in a closed room. Touching eachother's skin.

"In my hometown it's normal to kiss and hug like before, but not like this... with so much skin contact, you know?" He tried to pull away but both her hands started travelling. Ally held his jawline and traced her fingers across his ribcage and bare back under his shirt. She pressed her head in his chest.

"You're quite a muscular man. I don't think I could held you like this if you didn't want to."

He pulled her closer, his hands circling her body touching her sides.

"I do want to." He agreed. "But I know you're lying."

Ally's eyes opened wide. She could feel his heartbeat.

"You do feel the pain."