❛ don’t touch me. ❜
a foreign reaction, he jumped back at the mere second of her burning words. he paused to look at her for a few seconds, seeing how angry she was. her eyes concentrated on her book, yet this time he didn’t know how to even approach her like this. a small pang of guilt immediately PUNCHED him in the face, one that he had never come to feel. maybe, was it because he liked her? he managed to let out a quick, short laugh, thinking she must of been KIDDING if she got mad at a mere PAT ON THE BACK. was she really that sensitive? did he say something? was it that TIME? oh, he knew his girlfriend shy beyond belief. comfortableness, was it? realizing that he provoked her, FINALLY gaining a real reaction from her … it only made him want to see it again.
“ yeseul-ah …. ! “ a whisper, turning into a call of excitement. using his height to his advantage, he had done something BOLD, not even thinking about what his actions were. a hand reached over her shoulder, his arm resting on the other carefully leaning on her as he hugged her neck. a small HUG, using only one arm as he squeezed her ever so slightly, in his mind: to aggravate her once again.