Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Chapter 9 - Doojoon's POV

I had fun. I think she did too. I know that I was being too protective of her, but I couldn't help it. I feel something in me that I need to protect her, even from my own friends and members. I still don't understand this feeling that I get from the pit of my stomach when we stand close, close enough where I can feel the heat radiating from her body. It makes something in my stomach twist tighter that it was unbareable. I want to get closer, be someone who others can't be.

I saw that she really enjoyed herself. She laughed and opened a whole lot up. It was a good idea to bring her here to meet the members, but a bad one as well.

I saw Hyunseung's glances to her. I want to tell him off, but I don't think she noticed them. I shrug it off to the back of my mind, wishing that I could unsee them. Hyunseung doesn't really pay attention to girls, but something triggered him to act that way. I knew Hyunseung, as a friend and as a member of our group, but I really never knew him when it comes to this. That's what I realized.

I forgot all about it when we played truth or dare. Yoseob and Kikwang were dorks and I hope they didn't scare her away. CreeperJun's one of the things I'm worried she won't get along with, but in a short time they were talking informally to each other. So it's all good. She talked to the other members a lot, but said little to Hyunseung. Or was it just me.

Kikwang spat the soda on Yoseob's face and I 'helped' him to clean himself up. But it's more life laughing at his face. When we got back, I saw Hyunseung holding Mi's hand, she tried to pull it out of his, he didn't let go. He squeezed her hand before letting go when he heard us coming.

Insticts took over and I walked towards her, trapping her. She thinks it's a joke, but to me it's an act of being territorial. I hope he got the message before it turns ugly.

I walked her to the bus stop. We were both silent, but it's not awkward. The breeze lifted her hair gently and it covered her face. She didn't bother brushing it off her face, so I did. Gently, I brushed off the hair that covered her face. My fingers slightly came in contact with her soft skin. It sent chills up and down my spine.

"Thank yo-" Click. What the hell was that? I looked around. Nothing. Another click and another one. I kept looking, straining my eyes to clearly see in the dark, but my human eyes were my limitations until a blinding flash hurt my eyes.

No. No no no no. Not now. I pulled her to me, hoping that it will protect her from the ugly truth of my world.

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