He steps back running his hands through his hair feeling his bulge grew painfully hard
"Why are you doing this" his voice primal as she teases removing the last string of her cloth "we can't escape this" she leans herself closer to him making him g...
Here I was after shattering my entire hope of him he didn't recognise me but I was happy....that he was at peace away from all this chaos yet a slight hurt and anger he left me in the chaos or maybe blamed me as one when he left A string of thoughts gets intrupted when warm whiskey notes and a deep voice behind me smoothly rings "we met again, female theif" a familar voice my lips slightly twitch into a small smile as he stands beside me having his whiskey "not a theif" a soft reply escapes me "you are...you stole my spotlight today" his infamous coldness was definitely annoying he was such a ice berg
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"there are enough ice bergs in world you don't have to be one" i says dipping my legs into the pool as I chill god...the feeling of being alone I missed it "Same old sassiness huh" "same old age huh" i reply snarkly "This was the longest conversation we had" grabbing the whiskey glass from his hands a grimace forming on the bitter flavour "in 14 years" finishing my sentence I gulp the bitter whiskey eww bad decision soaked rasin water tastes better
Author pov: A low chuckle escapes him "19 and whiskey...sweet" his lips forms a plain twitch...a smile was it? Better then a deadpan face
"wrong...it's bitter...eww"the alcohol smoothly yet bitterly settles down her throat
"that was your first?"a slight frown on his face yet his coldness remained same
"Unfortunately yes"she gives him back the glass reluctantly
"you just drank talisker scotch" His voice sarcasam and disdain she didn't know whatever it was she hated it "too much alcohol for a old man"a cheeky reply with a teasing smile forms on her face
"32 is old... intresting" he was faintly amused
Her honey voice chrips again with a hint of teasing"Do I have a aunt now uncle dearest"
he was far from commitment women and love was a big no "might never dearest neice"
her voice was soothing she was always filled with hope on name of delusion"might anytime we don't know destiny it has cupid's"
"I have bullet proof vests neice dearest" he was so sure of it he would never believe in love nonsense "You might open it willingly" her teasy grin widens "suga was in the party" her grin drops she looks away at his words "you met him" she stands and fixes her gown ignoring his words "good night uncle dearest" she says a hint of sarcasm note wavers in her voice as she walks out of the pool garden He remained silent looking into the view no one knows what was going in his mind _____________ She reaches her room after a lot of confusion all the rooms are same and she was still new to this place she sighs holding her heavy gown ploping on bed The tattoo man...it was uncle Jeon.. ..she thinks to herself and soon the memories of Suga rushes
