Idol of the Heavenly One - vanish into fiction

There were so many things I wanted to say, but my throat felt constricted. Words would rise up, only to be swallowed back down. So, I could only watch. The wet hair, the indifferent expression, and the indifferent face.

Sigh…

Why did I even come here? It seems like Baek Jae-heon hasn’t given it much thought since then. I sighed inwardly and thought about just going back home. It wasn’t too late. My parents would be very happy and welcoming if I told them I was just coming home to rest. I could casually pack my things, pretend to leave, and then take a taxi downstairs.

“I… I’m going to pack my things and leave.”

“…”

The words slipped out of my mouth, but Baek Jae-heon didn’t respond. He just stared at me with his clear face. He was probably thinking, ‘Do I really need to say that?’

I moved my feet back to the room. Without turning on the light, I fidgeted with the already packed desk, trying to come up with an excuse to leave. But then—

“Hey—”

A familiar voice came from right behind me.

“Huh?”

I didn’t even realize when he had come in, but Baek Jae-heon was right behind me. The sudden scent of shampoo enveloped my body, and I froze, unable to even turn around to confirm his face.

“Seriously, why did you come?”

Baek Jae-heon’s hands rested on my desk. In an instant, my body was trapped in his embrace. My heart raced, pounding in my ears.

“Uh, to get my things…”

“You?”

He chuckled softly. It was an odd mockery, as if to say, ‘You wouldn’t forget something like that.’ My hand, hanging in the air, grabbed the strap of the bag on the desk.

“Ji Myeong-hyeon.”

He called my name and pressed his body closer. His warm body heat spread across my entire being, and his weight pressed deeply into my hips and legs. I felt breathless. It seemed like my mind was turning red.

“Uh…”

Baek Jae-heon’s chin rested on my shoulder. Soon, his lips were right by my ear. His breath tickled my ear and flowed in. My lower body, pinned to the desk, couldn’t move, and my ears were filled with his ragged breathing.

“Right now, it’s 12:04.”

At that moment, my mind seemed to explode. I quickly turned my body to face him.

Mmm—!

In that instant, Baek Jae-heon’s lips fiercely covered mine.

“Mm, uh…”

So, this is what it feels like to kiss someone. Baek Jae-heon’s lips were hot, and the air was cold. So, when his lips stuck to mine and then pulled away, my body sought his warmth, unable to bear the cold air. The rough breathing and the subtle moisture seeping through our lips blurred my senses.

Baek Jae-heon, like when he grabbed the back of my neck in the Aseudae waiting room, had one hand on my nape and the other still on the desk.

Then, suddenly, he grabbed my thighs with both hands and lifted me onto the desk.

“Eek…”

I lost my balance and, pulling his neck, parted my lips from his. But Baek Jae-heon, as if unwilling to let even that brief moment pass, immediately sought my lips again.

Then, he spread my legs and pressed his heavy member against mine. I was wearing jeans, but Baek Jae-heon was in thin training pants, so I could feel his heat and hardness clearly.

Honestly, I was too surprised. The feeling from behind and the feeling from the front were on a different level. And since I still have memories of my past life, my body accepted it, but my mind struggled to comprehend it.

“W-wait a minute…”

So, I pushed his chest with my hands, separating our lips, but Baek Jae-heon, seeing the long string of saliva between our mouths, suddenly rolled his eyes and eagerly devoured my lips again.