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iii. MELT

용해

DURING class, a small purple note was slid under my notebook. I know where it came from. Only one boy has a purple paper notebook.

Cheeks burning, I open it.

Blue ink is scribbled on the note, reading:

"Meet me at the garden today, love. I have something I want to show you."

I look at him and he smiles, making me shiver. His smile is so perfect. Plump lips and perfect straight teeth, a smile so bright it could light up the whole world.

I nibble on my bottom lip and slowly nod. It feels like a sin rejecting someone like Seokjin. Like if you were just offered a million dollars and eternal life..., you just can't say no.

Under the peach tree, he instantly captures my lips. And I am undone. He kisses the bruises on my cheeks, and gently presses his palms onto my quivering knees.

"Do you want this?" He whispers breathlessly into my ear as he brushes his fingertips across the curve of my hip. My words are caught in my throat and I respond with a shaky nod.

If somewhere out there, there are angles singing, I hope they're singing about us. I hope they sing about the blood roaring in my veins and the way he gasps out my name when I press my teeth on his neck. I hope they sing about our shivering, aching bodies melting into flames of ruin.

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