"W-what are you?-" I choked out. He didn't say anything and moved his hand from my wrist to my hips.
A shiver ran through my spine at his touch.
I missed this.
I missed him.
"Who was he?" He asked me. I was confused but not long after I realized he was talking about my blind date.
"No one- You-... Why are you here-" I said between my cries, "I asked you who was he, Jisung" His grip tightened around me "D-doesn't matter! Minho-" I gasped as Minho's lips crashed onto mine, his grip on my hips becoming tighter.
My mind was spinning, trying to process what was happening.
I couldn't believe what was happening. Minho, my ex-boyfriend who I hadn't seen in months, was standing in front of me, kissing me passionately.
All my emotions came rushing back as his lips moved against mine.
I kissed him back with just as much fervor, my hands gripping onto his shirt.
I swear when I opened my eyes just a little I saw his eyes glossy.
I wanted to pull back and ask him
Does it hurt?
