It was a night with love in the air between you and Heeseung. You were on the bed, making out when you guys pulled back for air.

Your hand came up to wipe your lips, unaware of the consequences you were about to face.

Heeseung frowned at your gesture and immediately spoke. “Oi, what are you doing? Erasing my kiss?” He said, voice gruff.

“What? No—“ You stammered trying to make up an excuse when he pulled you by your shoulders. His lips barely grazing against yours.

“Kiss me. Gently, and for a long time. You’ll be begging me to let you go.” I whispered, eyes boring into yours as he waited.