Heartbeat

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Tokoh: Sungmin (Super Junior), You (readers) 
 

I came to his place to discuss a very important matter. The thing I was going to discuss was so important that when he opened the door with his shirt off, I did not even notice.We were discussing, half debating, very intensely. We began the discussion sitting on his couch but we ended up standing face to face when the discussion was over.

During our discussion/debate, he had been holding my hands. When we finished the discussion/debate, he unexpectedly wrapped my left arm around his waist. I suddenly realized that he was shirtless. Seeing his exposed, polished abs and my hands around it AND feeling his warm, soft skin sent a rush of blood to my face. I blushed. I could feel the heat under my skin and my rapid heartbeat.

I tried to pull my arm off but he held it tighter.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing,” I said, avoiding his eyes. “I want my arm back.”

“Something’s wrong. Please tell me?”

I looked away – I was too embarrassed to look him in the eyes. “Nothing’s wrong, oppa.”

“Why are you looking away? Did anything got into your eyes?” he asked, full of concern.

“No. Nothing is wrong, I’m telling you.” I tried to say that in the most convincing tone I could reach, though apparently I failed.

See, I was not looking at him. I literally turned my back on him, so I could not see any of his movements or expression, okay? So I was super shocked when all of a sudden, he hugged me – no, he held me from the back. I  slipped out a sigh – really, this was because too much blood had flown to my head and made my brains so dysfunctional that it couldn’t control my stupid body, that, obviously, was  giving up to the situation and showing him very obviously that he was affecting me so badly. I cursed my brains.

Stupidly, my brains liked what he was doing so every other thing in my body liked what he was doing as well. I liked the way his body was rock hard with muscles and soft at the same time. I liked the way his strong arms held me a little forcefully but also, comfortably – I mean, even though he literally grabbed me, it did not hurt me at all; it was comfortable, in fact. (What am I saying? Stupid brains!) I liked the way his warm skin touched my skin – my skin on my arms and hands, of course. I liked the way he rested his head on my shoulder, which means his cheek was in intense skin contact with my cheek.

My heart was beating even more rapidly. I could even hear the beats. I blushed so badly I must have looked like a stupid tomato. I lost senses of time and place. I also lost control of my body. I slipped out another heavy sigh. Stupid brains!

“Are you embarrassed?” he asked softly. He almost whispered in my ear.

God! Why are you doing this to me? Are you trying to kill me by overburdening my poor heart? I shouted, in my mind. I swore my heart could have exploded anytime due to overworking.

“I can feel your heartbeat,” he said, again, softly.

Great! How did I end up in this?

“Why are you like this?” I asked, after putting together all of my guts. Damn! I was the kind of girl who would kiss a grown-up tiger for pictures but now I needed all my courage just to say those five words and I even said them almost shakily. What the heck!

He, mercilessly, ignored my question and asked me another question instead. “Is it because of me?”

It was hard for me to breathe. Darn it, you gorgeous bastard! Yes, it was because of you. However, you have no rights at all to make it beat that way! I shouted, again, in my mind.

He swiftly turned my body. I suddenly was facing him, which put me in an extremely difficult situation. You see, I could not bear to look at his face, or his eyes – it would definitely destroy my last defense. I thought I would break down or pass out, drowned in his eyes. Because I could not look him in the eyes, I looked down. However, his bare chest and abs was displayed there and I also couldn’t look at them without thinking of how it felt like when my hand touched his waist. I could not think of how it felt like when my hand touched his waist without literally blacking out. What should I do?! I hate him for doing that to me.

He hugged me so closely that there were no more gaps between us, literally. Of course, my stupid heart was beating even more rapidly (it was surprising how a heart could beat that fast) and my stupid brain was not working so a heavy sigh slipped out of my mouth, again. I could not feel my legs and I was damn sure I would have fallen down on the floor if it were not for his holding me.

He held me so closely that I could hear his heart beating. In fact, I was listening to his heart beating.

“Can you hear it?” he asked. “Can you feel my heart beats?”

I nodded, weakly. Surprisingly, his heart was also beating so rapidly. I was almost sure that it was beating faster than my heart was.

“It is beating even more rapidly than your heart is. Listening to your heartbeat, I am very happy to know that I can affect you like that. But see, your effect on me is this much stronger,” he said.

He held my head softly and lifted my face. Looking into my eyes, he said, “Saranghae, did you know?”

I did not respond.

When his face was closing in, with his eyes looking at me so softly, my brain had completely stopped working. I even stopped breathing. If it were not because I was clearly still alive, I would have been sure that my heart had also stopped beating. His face was getting closer. Closer. Now he closed his eyes. His face was barely an inch from mine. God! What should I do?