twelve

It was a really uncomfortable position for me. I used to cuddle Jack and Noah all the time but I needed to lie down too. I very very carefully lifted the upper half of his body and shifted on the couch so I was lying in the same direction as him. I fit his lean body between my legs and he adjusted his head on my chest turning his body sideways. He hugged my waist so tight I could feel it leave a bruise.

"Hey Young-Jae, are you okay?" I whispered in his ear. He didn't reply at all. I cradled him in my arms pulling close. He shivered all of a sudden and squirmed scaring the life out of me for a second. I heard a few mumbles come out of his mouth but I couldn't seem to understand it. I sighed and closed my eyes keeping my head on top of his and drifted off into sleep.

I suppose I could stay the night.

I woke up when I heard a cry and hands desperately clinging onto me. It was Young-Jae. I lifted my head off him and checked his face that was still on my chest. He was crying. I wiped his tears with my thumb and thought of something I could do to soothe him since I couldn't wake him up either. I ran my hand through his mint hair that were surprisingly super soft and felt him relax again. I kept threading my fingers through his hair, humming a soft tune, swaying side to side.

I looked at his face again and noticed his relaxed features. He had such a pretty skin texture. Had he not been such an asshole during the day, I would've actually drooled over him. His skin was like glass, no, a mirror, so clean and soft that it could reflect my face on it. The way it twinkled under the light of the chandelier, it looked like a welkin. It appeared as if it has thousands of little stars twinkling and reflecting from it.

Whenever his eyes fluttered, his eyelashes bounced off the light just like his skin. Amazing how a person's looks can be so different from their personality. If I just quickly kissed his cheek, he wouldn't know right? Only because his skin was pretty and I had the urge to touch it, that was it, what else could be the reason? So I did it.

I quickly pressed my lips lightly against his cheekbone and moved back. He seemed to have calmed down now but we didn't know, it might happen again.

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My eyes were burning and my body felt a little sore under his weight, It was seven in the morning, none of them had woken up yet and I didn't even close my eyes again last night. He didn't cry again but I didn't sleep either. I needed water. I shake him a little but he didn't budge or remove his hands from my waist. I might have lost a few inches there with the way he squeezed the life out of him. I cupped the side of his face with my hand that wasn't on his back and lifted his chin up. He cradled into my palm like a cat. Haha, like a cat. Oh my god, like a cat!

That's what he looked like, a cat. He was like a cute little kitten.

"Hey Kitten, wakeup." I said smiling and scratched his neck. He still didn't wake up so I called him a little louder this time and he jolted up. He looked at me with wide eyes and then felt my hand in his hair his cheeks flush blood red. He blushed and hid his face with his hands cursing under his breath. I could tell he was embarrassed. He sits upright and shakes his head in his palms repeatedly.

He. was. Adorable.

"Please tell me this is just a dream." He demanded looking at me through between his fingers.

"I'm impressed, you were so feisty when you were awake, I didn't really take you as a cuddler."

"Noo", he whines and I couldn't but find him cute. The cocky Young-Jae was far from real right now.

"I won't tell anybody if you promise to give me your secret cuddles, kitty," I whispered leaning closer to him. He groaned and threw a cushion at me which I easily dodged but I just couldn't stop laughing.

"Please, don't tell this to anybody. I beg of you."

"Why little cat, your friends deserve to know how great of a cuddler you really are." I teased again.

"Bee please stop before I punch you." He said still embarrassed and red. Why did he look so cute suddenly?

Was I actually going crazy?

"Bee, please stop calling me kitten, kitty, or Mr. cat. This is getting annoying." Young-Jae said from beside me, I looked at him and gave him a lazy grin. It had been a week and we hadn't made a lot of progress but I had grown closer to these boys for sure. They're so cuddly all the time.

I felt really comfortable with them now and Young-Jae's cocky behaviour had decreased considerably since that one night. His pride was way too precious to him and the way he blushed when I call him kitten or kitty made me feel in control and trust me the satisfaction of being in control was great.

"Do you want to share your secret cuddles with them too? Do you want me to tell them that you secretly love cuddles?" I said right in his ear covering my mouth and his ear with my hand, like a child whispering a secret in his best friend's ears. He looked around to see if anybody heard me. Nobody was even home except Kyle who was sleeping in my room upstairs. They were out for shopping and yesterday night I got no sleep again, I couldn't seem to sleep these days, all I did was think about how there could be different outcomes to my plan and it could fail miserably. Details later, I didn't wanna think about it again. He groaned catching my attention and kicked his legs in frustration. I smiled widely at him, enjoying every second of him being annoyed.

"What's up? You wanna hold my hand again little baby?" I asked biting my lip waiting for him to explode on me. He looked at me dead serious and gritted his teeth. He looked so hot-

"I'm giving you 3 seconds to run away before I land a punch on your face, I don't care if you're a girl." Oh damn. He was actually pissed. I shrugged preventing myself from laughing at how he still looked like a cat but pissed.

"One."

"Two." I still didn't budge. He gave me a warning look.

"Three." As soon as he finished, I leaped on my feet and tried taking off. He caught me by my hips and my back slammed directly into his front. He chuckled holding my waist, his breath falling onto the nape of neck. He wasn't that tall but he was still at least 3 inches taller than me.

"I told you to make a move for it but you didn't now you can't."

"D-don't think you won, I'll tell everyone that you're a cuddler and not the macho they think of you, okay?" I tried, threatening him. I hated the effect he has on me, he was naturally such a dom that it did things to me. I couldn't concentrate now that his scent was seeping into my skin and his nose was constantly brushing against my neck. Every move was so soft, so feathery like he was teasing me when actually he was just holding me in place. I felt like slumping, submitting into his arms.

"Do you want me to tell them how you got all protective, soft and mushy when you saw me crying? Should I tell them how you cradled me left to right till I fell asleep? Should I tell them that you actually liked embracing me too much, so much that you couldn't stop yourself from kissing me,"

Well fuck. He got me.

He dropped little kisses around my exposed shoulder first, one on my neck and one on my earlobe. He alternated open-mouthed kisses on my skin creating a transparent, lightly wet, mackerel sky on my left shoulder. Oh, he was definitely teasing now. I sighed and my chest heaved up and down.

"Huh? N-no. Don't-don't tell them." I mumbled my head falling back onto his shoulders as soon as his hands moved under my tank top. His calloused fingertips softly gripping my waist. I was beyond turned on and he hadn't even done anything yet. Maybe this was the output of having no sexual contact for the past months. He started moving back towards the couch but my mind was too hazy with his scent to register.

It was a mixture of cedar and lavender along with the fresh flowery smell of shampoo or perhaps his soap. No matter what it was, it was killing me. He spun me around and I grabbed a hold of his tee tightly, he was addicting and I didn't want to get addicted yet. He fell onto the sofa and parted my legs with his knees first and then yanked me by my hands so I landed onto his lap with my thighs on each side of his'.

This position was so hot I didn't even know why.