ENVY// AMBW

16.

I cocked my head at his words and tuned into what he was saying. He cleared his throat uncomfortably," Luna and I used to be a thing. We dated in highschool---she moved over here a couple years ago, I guess. Basically she was always too jealous and hanging out with other guys so I broke up with her.

"I talked her into applying for this school and she got accepted like I did and well...here we are." He sighed. Here we are... I didn't have anything to say to him; I wasn't upset---no where close actually---but I was numb.

"Well...?" Namjoon asked waiting for me to share my thoughts. "I have nothing to say, Namjoon." A disappointed expression swept across his face and he got up leaving the room. Luna is such a cancer. I got up to talk to him after gathering all of my thoughts.

I walked into the bedroom hearing the water running so I patiently waited sitting on the bed. After quite some time, he came out of the bathroom completely naked. Oh my god! I turned my head away quickly, my face exploding with heat. Namjoon didn't seem to care, ignoring my presence and grabbing his clothes.

"Luna isn't important." I spoke up, making sure I kept my eyes closed from his nude body. He huffed somewhere in the room, I could still hear him ruffling through his stuff. Assuming that he was finished getting dressed, I opened my eyes,"What's important is you and I." I could still tell that he was upset when he walked towards me, his towering figure making me want to crumble into pieces.

"Dimples, are you okay?" A chilling silence overcame us. My eyes couldn't help but graze over his showing skin,  his wet hair along his face. It was more than his body that intrigued me, it was his way of thinking. It was his perspective that made my mind burn out from trying to understand him. He was such a complex person to comprehend but I loved the challenge and with every silk like word he threw into the air, I wanted to taste it---to savor it---and feel it.

He came over towards me, taking my hand to make me stand up. "Don't be worried about me ever wanting her. She could never compare to you." He promised me, his long arms wrapping around me gently.

He deeply looked into my eyes for a moment before he gazed at my plump lips, making me forget all that happened not long ago.

"I don't think I've ever loved someone as much as I love you. You mean so much to me, Nala. Please know that." He confessed to me, making my heart beat faster.

I thought that I would never be loved, believing the words of the bullies around me, and he's telling me that he does. I wanted him to be mine and mine only; I wanted to be selfish and keep him all to myself knowing that even with every word that he said, I could never keep him--he'll never entirely be mine. People can always change.

Slowly, I moved towards his face until I could feel his lips against mine, moving mine unhurriedly. I never wanted this feeling to go away, I loved him so much. His hands slowly made it's way towards my butt, cupping it and pulling me closer.

I suppressed a moan playing on my lips hearing a chuckle from Namjoon. Before you know it, Namjoon was on top of my well rounded body grinding on my needy area*. Our breaths began to get heavier, his eyes getting as dark as night and my lips tingling when he stopped. He bit his lips as he took a long look at my body," We shouldn't do this."

I frowned, wondering why he changed his mind so quickly. Did I something wrong? "I don't want to have sex with you, Nala. Not yet at least..." I sat up fixing my shirt listening to his explanation. He sat on the end of the bed, his back facing me; I shuffled to sit next to him.

I gently caressed his hand; he didn't dare to look at me. "I don't want to have sex with you because I haven't married you yet. I don't want this relationship to be filled with lust and false love. I don't want to fall in love about how good you are in bed, if that makes any sense." I nodded giving him a bright smile.

"I swear, it's the little things that make me want you beyond control." I whispered in his ear in the process of getting up. However, Namjoon stopped me by grabbing my wrists.

"I don't want you touching yourself either, baby girl...," he reeled me into him once again,"that's my job." I could feel my underwear getting soaked with his words. I needed to get out of his touch before I became a crazed animal.

God, the things you do to me...

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*I never wrote smut before or anything close to it, so I'm sorry if I worded that strangely.

And also, I totally forgot about what happened last chapter with Luna so it's kinda really weird that they did that after seeing such a thing. I apologize for my terrible writer's block!