The Moon Knows It All !!!

Chapter 3

Plugging my headphones in, I started the song. 

"When the days are cold, and the cards all fold, And the saints we see, Are all made of gold", I have been a fan of Imagine Dragon since forever. I start walking toward the back alleys. I have a buyer for the last of some pouches. I saw him at the end of the alley. I casually walked up to him, had a handshake, and turned. He drops the bundle of cash in my hoodie's pocket and I walk off. I came out of the alley and entered the nearby grocery store. I picked a basket and load it with noodles. I pick some ready to eat rice, some fish cakes, and a bottle of Jack Daniels.

I walk to the cashier, picked another box of cigarettes, some gums, and a few bottles of soda and beer. He rings me up and I pay. I pick up the bags and walk out of the grocery store. 

He is following me, I can see him from the periphery of my eyes. He had been following me since I left the bar. I turned suddenly and catch him off guard. I smiled at him and he looked at me and suddenly started walking away. Damn. I take a deep breath and started walking to my home. I feel him walking behind me again. I chuckled at him but kept walking toward my home. I reached my driveway and turned toward him, "Would you like to have some coffee?" I threw the question at him. The most random situation for him. He fumbles between walking away and walking up to me and bows his head down in frustration. 

"Come on, don't be shy sweetheart", I called him and he smiled at me. He enters inside after me. I put my stuff on the kitchen counter and usher him to sit in the living room. I take out two glasses, put some ice, and filled them up to 45 ml of Jack Daniels. I walked to him in the living room and sat beside him. "Here, it will help you calm your nerves down, better than coffee".

He took off his jacket and his cap. I looked at him properly. Pale face, white hair with a blue center. He looks like a lost cat in the wilderness. He looked up into my eyes and the cold gaze pierced my heart if it existed there anymore. Who is he? "My name is Min Yoongi, you can call me Suga." He says with a colder voice. "Hi, Suga" I smiled at him.

"Why did you follow me? Do you have to say anything to me?"

"I saw you, in the club, fighting. Damn you are hot"

I laughed at his boldness and savage answer, "And?" I can't lose to him.

"And? And I like you." He shied away. "Come on drink" I ushered the glass to his lips.

His lips are plump, though he has a darker shade of smoke on his lips they were luscious. I saw his lips sink in the glass, a drop of whiskey escaped his mouth and before I know it, I bent forward and licked it off his chin. He jumped and looked into my eyes. 

There was something, you can't put your finger to it, but it was there. A certain tension, a certain kind of pull that was so strong that I was blinded. I felt his hands on my thighs. I took the glass from his hand and kept it on the table. He leans in and kissed the side of my mouth. I could feel the tingle in my whole body. I opened my eyes and glared at him. He doesn't shake, he keeps looking at me as if I am the only person on this godforsaken planet. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him up. I walked to the stairs pulling him behind me.