Chapter 11: The Last Night

I’m leaving the next day and here I am, having the time of my life. Leaving was a very hard decision, and I think it would be best for all of us, and for Chansung and I. In the private guest room in my house, they all kept drinking. I didn’t drink at all because I want to be sober when traveling. Kwonnie-oppa changed into his other self, Kkap Kwon. They were dancing with their dates. It was fun.
I noticed that there were no food and drinks left. I stood up and said, “I’m just going down for refill.” And I left. I was so sure that I closed the door behind me. I turned around and found Chansung inches away from me. He moved closer and his lips was on mine. I broke away in an instant.
“I have to do something…” I told him.
He smiled. “I know. And that’s with me. Don’t worry about the others. They’re drunk and doesn’t really care wether they have food or not.”
I gave in. His hand cupped my jawline. I quickly took his other hand and pulled him.
“Come.” I told him. And he followed.
We went into my room. I made sure he didn’t notice that I locked the door.
“Do you remember the first time we met?” He asked and I nodded. “I was so angry at you for no apparent reason. Maybe I was just jealous of you.”
“You were jealous? How come? Why?” I asked. It was the first I heard of this.
“When you came, everybody knew you. They made a big deal out of you. And the next thing I knew, I was already in love with you.” He said.
“And… Why are you telling me this?”
He just shook his head.
“I’m just saying that you are a tough girl. And I’m saying it in a good way. And I know you’ll be okay back in the states.” He said.
It was quiet for a while.
“I’ll go and change.” I told him. “Wait there.”
Before I closed the door of my closet, I heard a soft thud and hum. I changed into a short night dress. I went out and found him with closed eyes. I slowly walked up to him, one leg in between his. I slowly bent my body down and kissed him on the lips. He moaned a little bit, and started kissing me back. He pulled me so I ended up on top of him.
“And now, you’re attacking someone in their sleep.”
I smiled, and he ended up kissing me again. I did too. To tell the truth, he kept it slow and good. With pleasure. I was thinking of doing it with him, but I don’t want him to know that. I’m going with the flow and mood. I know that he wants it as well. He usually stops whenever he goes far, but now, I don’t think he has any intention of ever stopping.
I love him so much, and I might as well spend my last night here with him.