Jaemin the Icy Prince on Campus - Na Jaemin NCT

3. I Love You with All of My Being

It is 5 am in the morning, and I'm writing this in bed, with you beside me.

You are still sleeping, your face half-hidden in shadow. Your head is resting on your pillow, and your right arm is flung across my chest. The shafts of the early morning light have squeezed their way in through the sides of the drapes. 

I wish I could stay Time, and hold it still for a moment. But I know I can't, and the hands of the clock move on relentlessly, indifferently; onward, forward, and at this time, at 5.05 am tomorrow, this will be just a memory, today will be just a memory, you will be just a memory...

Already it is Saturday, and tomorrow, I will have to say goodbye to you again.

I sat across from you at the corner table of the cafe you brought me to directly from the train station. I basked in the radiance of your presence, and bloomed like a flower in the glow of your smile, your effervescence. I was lost in the magic of you, your voice, your eyes. I was completely transfixed by you, I could not take my eyes off you, and then I realised you were transfixed by me too, and that you could not take your eyes off me too. It was just the two of us, you and me murmuring softly, gazing, smiling into each other's eyes in the empty cafe. 

At first we had so much to catch up on we were talking a hundred words a second, barely even listening to the ends of one another's sentences before moving onto the next. And we laughed too, we laughed a lot. Then, all of a sudden, we stopped laughing, and we fell silent.

You looked at me, and I looked at you, and then your eyes dropped to my lips, and your voice dipped low, and you said, your eyes smouldering with heat, "I want to kiss you so badly now..."

And I whispered, "Me, too..."

And I got up, and kissed you swiftly across the table. Then I sat down.

"Kim Mina..." You said, your voice a little hoarse, your breathing jagged.

"What?"

"Now you're kissing in public? Since when did you become so uninhibited?"

"Since you left," I grinned at him. "I decided that I should seize the day. Every minute is precious. Why? Don't you like it? Should I stop kissing you then?"

"You've become way too bold for your own good," you growled. "You're a menace to society, that's what you are, Kim Mina.  And to answer your question, yes, I like it very much, but you can't really call that a kiss, it was more like a peck."

And you leapt up, strode around to my side of the table, grabbed me and kissed me hard without warning. I collapsed against the seat, breathless, and you walked back to your seat, and laughed, and you looked so beautiful, your eyes glinting with wicked mischief, your lips moist from my lips, your face flushed as if with fever.

I could still feel you on me, your lips, minutes, hours later, all the way back to your hostel apartment sitting beside you in the cab, walking up the stairs, waiting while you turned the key in the lock. You closed the door behind me, and then you hauled me into your arms without any warning, and kissed me hard against the shut door.

"Where are your flatmates?" I asked breathlessly.

"One went home for the weekend, and the other two are out."

"Won't it be awkward?" I said. "I mean, me staying in your room - "

"Are you suggesting that we stay at a hotel?" you murmured against my lips. "First you kiss me in a public place, and now you want to go to a hotel. Really, Kim Mina, how much bolder are you going to get?"

"Oh you..." I pummelled you with my fists, but you caught my wrists, and started to kiss me again.

I sorted out my stuff, and texted my mum, and then you poked your head out of the bathroom, and said, "I'm going to soak in the tub...you can join me if you want..." and you gave me a wicked little smile, and headed back into the bathroom, closed the door, and started to sing.

I finished texting my mum, and then I opened the bathroom door, and you stopped singing, your mouth open, staring at me in shock from the foam-filled bathtub.

"You invited me to join you for a soak," I said smoothly, "so here I am."

I climbed fully clothed into the bath, and kissed you as you laughed and spluttered. After a while, the laughter died from your lips, and you started to kiss me feverishly, running your hands all over me in my wet clothes. 

You held me wordlessly, as if you were trying to imprint everything about me.

"I love the smell of your hair. I love the softness of your skin. I love the shape of your fingers... ," you whispered, trailing kisses on my hair, my face, my hands. 

"I love the sound of your breath..." And you cupped my face tenderly between your wet slippery palms, and kissed me softly, achingly.

"I love you, Mina..."

"I don't just love you with all of my heart...I love you with all of my being. I love you down to my soul and my bones," you whispered against my lips. "I love you with every part of me."

"Today I love you more than ever; tomorrow I will love you even more. I need you more than ever; I want you more than ever." 

Your quiet words filled me with butterflies, delicate and beautiful flutterings that danced into life with your kisses...

We sat entwined in the bath with our arms around each other. My head was down. My eyes were closed. My forehead was against your chest.

I could feel your heart beating wildly. Through the water, and the white fluffy puffs of foam, I could feel it pounding in your chest, its rhythm hard and fast, and I knew it was kissing me that had done that to you, and that my heart was pounding just the same...

"I love you too," I choked, and I hardly recognised my own voice; but the next instant, your lips were on mine, and I stopped thinking altogether...