Sounds so dark but I dig. Yes i would like to read the sneak peak
I haven’t edited yet so yik es
“So goddamn pretty.” He murmured, his lips dangerously close to the shell of your ear. He doesn’t remember sitting there for 4 hours. And he also doesn’t recall getting up and leaving your ethereal sleeping figure at 5 am. But he does remember the feeling of your soft skin under his fingers and the turning his stomach did when he saw you shift when he touched the ticklish part of your side. He remembered everything about your body.
And you were so clueless. How did you not notice the changes made to your apartment every time you woke up? The dirt smudges in the hallway, when you were positive you had swept before laying down. You awakening to your door being wide open when you never leave your bedroom door open like that. It all went over your head. It always did.
Walking out of your apartment and locking your door behind you, Taeyong watched. He followed you, his black sweatpants continuously being caught under his shoes making the quiet swoosh sound that he absolutely hated.
His eyes darkened as he watched you shimmy through the hall, only a few feet ahead of him, and into the elevator. He watched you punch in a number beside the doors before you caught his eye and stuck your hand between the shiny doors, allowing him to enter the elevator with you.
“Hi Taeyong, dance practice yet again, eh?” You asked, swaying a little. Your voice made Taeyong’s body whirl. He nodded a small smile planted on his lips. “Well don’t overwork yourself, neighbor! I’ll see you around.” You patted his shoulder and left the elevator. Your touch nearly blinded him. He found himself following your footsteps instead of going his route to the SM building.