Beginning at the End-oneshot-
Title: Beginning at the End
Pairing: OnHo (Onsook x Minho) Onew girl!
Rating: PG-13 xD I think?
Word Count: 1,408
Summary: She was surprised when suddenly he dragged her away.
A.N./s: First time writing something like this and I think it was fun. Anyway have fun reading it…hopefully. Sorry for the cheesy-ness… yeah.. It’s sort of my lame habit of putting incoherent words together. *fingers cross* R/R
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It surprised me when he suddenly come up to me and deliberately drag me inside a vacant room upstairs. I saw people eying us but his tight grip on my hand erased any thoughts of embarrassment. I wasn’t sure if he was angry at me but he was biting his lips and chewing it simultaneously like he has them as personalized bubblegum. I was in awe completely.
Then things happened so fast after he slammed the door behind him, while he threw his leather jacket on the floor, revealing a thin gray shirt, with my favorite skull print on it. I stared at it like it’s better than his amazingly shaped body. He must’ve noticed it because the next thing I knew his shirt followed where his jacket landed. I gulped on my drying throat. Goodbye skull and hello abs.
“Uh…what the fuck?!” I whimpered on the pressure of his weight as he threw himself over me, although it felt goddamn good all at the same time. I felt his hand over my back and I am having a fever right now or it just felt that way. I shot a look at him just to see everything blanked out because he suddenly leaned over for a kiss and blocked everything that’s there to see and to understand. I secretly liked the ‘misunderstanding’.
His tongue forcedly entered my mouth and I felt like a puppet. He moved me further on the bed, my legs crawling backwards with the help of his body. We parted and looked at each other finally. My eyes suddenly blurry but I felt what he’s doing. He’s undressing me without me reacting because I’m trapped in my slow-mo world.
I moaned when I felt his jeans between my thighs as my legs circled his slim waist. My visions had cleared itself in due time. Thanks to this guy who is making my life miserable and amazing in one go. I never saw him like this. Choi Minho, the insanely handsome school soccer team captain and the guy who never took one moment of his time to make contact with me even we live a house away from each other. Why is he making out with me all of a sudden?
“Onsook…” he finally spoke breathlessly but not after we finally finished what we’re doing, panting and sweating all over each other’s naked body. We just hit it of like we know each other.
“You know me?” I asked, resting my head over his chest. My eyes won’t open and my head just won’t peel away from his throbbing chest, like I was glued there to hear every beat his heart made.
“How can I not? Disregarding the fact you’ve forgotten that you ranked first in academics. You’re the sexiest girl in school!” he bemusedly groaned at me like he can’t believe I didn’t know about what he was saying, which is a fact. Me? Sexiest girl in school? What the fuck is this Adonis saying? If this is some party dare I’m going to kill him, no matter what. I could do suicide afterwards anyway.
“Are you kidding me?” I finally had the strength to lift my head. I scowled at him and he just rolled his eyes.
“So much for being the smartest girl in school…huh,” He lifted my chin and pulled me closer up to his face. “Do you think I would drag you here and do this with you out of 100 girls asking me to do this to them? This is what happened when you live inside the library!” he scolded.
“Oh sorry, I didn’t know library is a restricted area.” I made a come back. What’s wrong with going to the library anyway? Even he’s the hottest person in the whole school, I didn’t deserve to get insulted like this-and the library too. I can’t believe I just let him take my virginity away when he’s this close to being a jerk, damn him. Plus does he think I would bother about those 100 girls he told me he rejected. There are more of those 100 drooling girls around him and there must be other girls like me out of those 100 who decided not to ask him such privilege. He must’ve done it with tons of girls and told them the same shit he’s telling me.“Oh and for the record. Isn’t making out with girls an ordinary thing to you and to people like you?!”
“That’s not true!” He threw me on the side and hovered above me. I froze instantly as I felt his lips crushed on mine, my anger trying to fight my desire from growing again.
“Go away-” I tried to muster up a restrain and push him away but his hands locked with mine.
“No! I’m tired of just watching you leave your house an hour earlier than me. I’m tired of watching you read your books like it’s the only thing you can look at and I’m also tired of controlling my desire when you pout, wiggle your hips and sit like not one guy can look underneath your skirt-” His eyes grew bigger than its actual size, embarrassed with his last line. I tried not to act all too fond of him when he suddenly having this adorable side, not in the whole adventure of watching him from afar rewarded me. “Not that I am one of those…” he looked away and separated himself suddenly, letting go of my hands and placing it over his face for cover.
I blinked at his unusual manner that I’m really finding adorable right now. It’s becoming a new form of my Minho-drug. I studied him feeling out of his comfort zone. I think he’s saying the truth so I suppose he deserves an honest thought, coming from me this time.
“I’ve been watching you myself and leaving the house earlier so I can see you leave yours and follow you to school explains everything.” I sat up and hugged the pillow on the bed, hiding half of my face. He looked quite surprise at my little confession. “Sorry I have to add myself to your line of stalkers. I just can’t help it. You’re by far, at my long stay in Seoul, the most insanely gorgeous individual my little eyes had seen. I just can’t believe people like you even existed.” I looked to the side and had concentrated on how non-existent he really is. Smart, gorgeous and athletic? What the hell? All he need is super powers and he’s close to being a god.
I snapped to reality when I heard him laugh. I blushed in an uncalled for embarrassment. I must’ve made faces when I was spacing out. I instantly buried my head under the pillow till he pulled it from me.
“Don’t hide your face. I’m still not believing you’re existing as well,” he smiled gently and all the embarrassment I felt jumped out of the window. I’m starting to feel that I must’ve done something really good in my first life to deserve whatever I’m hearing right now.
We stared at each other for awhile before he led on a very warm hug. I nuzzled my head on his neck and his head rested on mine.
“Sorry if we started at the ending?” he slightly chuckled as he pulled away quickly, showing of his perfect smile. I can’t help but to smile as well. I just wish it’s as beautiful as his.
“In every ending comes a new beginning,” I unexpectedly find myself philosophizing before kissing his forehead and smiling at him for some sort of reassurance. “Heard of that?” I tilted my head and expected he at least gets it.
“hmm…” he licked his lips and rested his arms around my waist before placing his gentle dark brown orbs before me and continued, “No but-I’m glad to hear it from you” he grinned sincerely before closing the gap between us again. His lips gently rubbed on mine, tasting gazillion times sweeter than the first ones and if it’s even plausible I felt like I have wings and it happily spread, fluttering.
It’s the prettiest ending…
“Guys, we’re going next if you don’t mind?! Like your raging hormones, we would like to let it loose too! The other rooms are occupied and you know it’s kinda MY ROOM, you’re staying in!”
Or close to that I guess?
FIN~
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A/N: Sorry it's in Jinki's POV. I just find it easier to write that way. yeh.. -///-
Look Jinki made hearts for you Minho :3
I'll really write your POV next time.. yeh
Pairing: OnHo (Onsook x Minho) Onew girl!
Rating: PG-13 xD I think?
Word Count: 1,408
Summary: She was surprised when suddenly he dragged her away.
A.N./s: First time writing something like this and I think it was fun. Anyway have fun reading it…hopefully. Sorry for the cheesy-ness… yeah.. It’s sort of my lame habit of putting incoherent words together. *fingers cross* R/R
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It surprised me when he suddenly come up to me and deliberately drag me inside a vacant room upstairs. I saw people eying us but his tight grip on my hand erased any thoughts of embarrassment. I wasn’t sure if he was angry at me but he was biting his lips and chewing it simultaneously like he has them as personalized bubblegum. I was in awe completely.
Then things happened so fast after he slammed the door behind him, while he threw his leather jacket on the floor, revealing a thin gray shirt, with my favorite skull print on it. I stared at it like it’s better than his amazingly shaped body. He must’ve noticed it because the next thing I knew his shirt followed where his jacket landed. I gulped on my drying throat. Goodbye skull and hello abs.
“Uh…what the fuck?!” I whimpered on the pressure of his weight as he threw himself over me, although it felt goddamn good all at the same time. I felt his hand over my back and I am having a fever right now or it just felt that way. I shot a look at him just to see everything blanked out because he suddenly leaned over for a kiss and blocked everything that’s there to see and to understand. I secretly liked the ‘misunderstanding’.
His tongue forcedly entered my mouth and I felt like a puppet. He moved me further on the bed, my legs crawling backwards with the help of his body. We parted and looked at each other finally. My eyes suddenly blurry but I felt what he’s doing. He’s undressing me without me reacting because I’m trapped in my slow-mo world.
I moaned when I felt his jeans between my thighs as my legs circled his slim waist. My visions had cleared itself in due time. Thanks to this guy who is making my life miserable and amazing in one go. I never saw him like this. Choi Minho, the insanely handsome school soccer team captain and the guy who never took one moment of his time to make contact with me even we live a house away from each other. Why is he making out with me all of a sudden?
“Onsook…” he finally spoke breathlessly but not after we finally finished what we’re doing, panting and sweating all over each other’s naked body. We just hit it of like we know each other.
“You know me?” I asked, resting my head over his chest. My eyes won’t open and my head just won’t peel away from his throbbing chest, like I was glued there to hear every beat his heart made.
“How can I not? Disregarding the fact you’ve forgotten that you ranked first in academics. You’re the sexiest girl in school!” he bemusedly groaned at me like he can’t believe I didn’t know about what he was saying, which is a fact. Me? Sexiest girl in school? What the fuck is this Adonis saying? If this is some party dare I’m going to kill him, no matter what. I could do suicide afterwards anyway.
“Are you kidding me?” I finally had the strength to lift my head. I scowled at him and he just rolled his eyes.
“So much for being the smartest girl in school…huh,” He lifted my chin and pulled me closer up to his face. “Do you think I would drag you here and do this with you out of 100 girls asking me to do this to them? This is what happened when you live inside the library!” he scolded.
“Oh sorry, I didn’t know library is a restricted area.” I made a come back. What’s wrong with going to the library anyway? Even he’s the hottest person in the whole school, I didn’t deserve to get insulted like this-and the library too. I can’t believe I just let him take my virginity away when he’s this close to being a jerk, damn him. Plus does he think I would bother about those 100 girls he told me he rejected. There are more of those 100 drooling girls around him and there must be other girls like me out of those 100 who decided not to ask him such privilege. He must’ve done it with tons of girls and told them the same shit he’s telling me.“Oh and for the record. Isn’t making out with girls an ordinary thing to you and to people like you?!”
“That’s not true!” He threw me on the side and hovered above me. I froze instantly as I felt his lips crushed on mine, my anger trying to fight my desire from growing again.
“Go away-” I tried to muster up a restrain and push him away but his hands locked with mine.
“No! I’m tired of just watching you leave your house an hour earlier than me. I’m tired of watching you read your books like it’s the only thing you can look at and I’m also tired of controlling my desire when you pout, wiggle your hips and sit like not one guy can look underneath your skirt-” His eyes grew bigger than its actual size, embarrassed with his last line. I tried not to act all too fond of him when he suddenly having this adorable side, not in the whole adventure of watching him from afar rewarded me. “Not that I am one of those…” he looked away and separated himself suddenly, letting go of my hands and placing it over his face for cover.
I blinked at his unusual manner that I’m really finding adorable right now. It’s becoming a new form of my Minho-drug. I studied him feeling out of his comfort zone. I think he’s saying the truth so I suppose he deserves an honest thought, coming from me this time.
“I’ve been watching you myself and leaving the house earlier so I can see you leave yours and follow you to school explains everything.” I sat up and hugged the pillow on the bed, hiding half of my face. He looked quite surprise at my little confession. “Sorry I have to add myself to your line of stalkers. I just can’t help it. You’re by far, at my long stay in Seoul, the most insanely gorgeous individual my little eyes had seen. I just can’t believe people like you even existed.” I looked to the side and had concentrated on how non-existent he really is. Smart, gorgeous and athletic? What the hell? All he need is super powers and he’s close to being a god.
I snapped to reality when I heard him laugh. I blushed in an uncalled for embarrassment. I must’ve made faces when I was spacing out. I instantly buried my head under the pillow till he pulled it from me.
“Don’t hide your face. I’m still not believing you’re existing as well,” he smiled gently and all the embarrassment I felt jumped out of the window. I’m starting to feel that I must’ve done something really good in my first life to deserve whatever I’m hearing right now.
We stared at each other for awhile before he led on a very warm hug. I nuzzled my head on his neck and his head rested on mine.
“Sorry if we started at the ending?” he slightly chuckled as he pulled away quickly, showing of his perfect smile. I can’t help but to smile as well. I just wish it’s as beautiful as his.
“In every ending comes a new beginning,” I unexpectedly find myself philosophizing before kissing his forehead and smiling at him for some sort of reassurance. “Heard of that?” I tilted my head and expected he at least gets it.
“hmm…” he licked his lips and rested his arms around my waist before placing his gentle dark brown orbs before me and continued, “No but-I’m glad to hear it from you” he grinned sincerely before closing the gap between us again. His lips gently rubbed on mine, tasting gazillion times sweeter than the first ones and if it’s even plausible I felt like I have wings and it happily spread, fluttering.
It’s the prettiest ending…
“Guys, we’re going next if you don’t mind?! Like your raging hormones, we would like to let it loose too! The other rooms are occupied and you know it’s kinda MY ROOM, you’re staying in!”
Or close to that I guess?
FIN~
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A/N: Sorry it's in Jinki's POV. I just find it easier to write that way. yeh.. -///-
Look Jinki made hearts for you Minho :3
I'll really write your POV next time.. yeh