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Everything is still clear to me,
His tantalizing eyes, sharp jawline, broad shoulders;
A mixture of bittersweet taste - his lips.
Just like that memory.
We met in cliché encounter just like your typical movies,
Started off as strangers; had a few drinks,
Head's hazy, wanting to get out of here to get fresh air;
And there I saw a tall man, standing in the alley,
It's dark, his face is vague in my memory;
But all I remember is his smell; cigarettes and alcohol.
But even his shadows are beautiful.
I walked fast, since I really want to go home but my legs are giving out, maybe I was too drunk to carry myself, my friends already left me.
But I didn't notice a small rock in the road and I tripped.
I fell on the ground—
No, scratch that, I didn't feel hurt anywhere, only to find out hands wrapped around my waist;
I looked up and saw you —
The man I am looking a while ago,
My heart beats fast;
Love at first sight? Is that what they call it? Or Lust?
Now that I saw him closer, his face embedded in my memory like an embroidery.
I was mesmerized by his looks only to find out I was in his car;
But I never learned his name.
"Do you smoke?" he asked, offering a piece of cigarettes in his hands.
I shook my head as a response,
"Can you talk?", he asked once again.
"Y-yes", I answered, my head still aches because of the alcohol.
"Then talk. I wanna hear your voice", he smirked.
I felt my cheeks hot, maybe because of the alcohol? Or his words.
But I already know the answer; since by that moment, I'm already sober.
Before he start the engine, he leaned towards me,
I don't know what to do, so I close my eyes,
But I felt a cold metal touched my hand;
I opened my eyes — a lighter.
"Light my cigarette", he commanded.
So that's the reason why he leaned, stupid of me who thinks that he will kiss me.
But the gap between us is close to inches;
Enough to to feel his breath,
Enough to smell him; strawberry scent.
I never noticed he was staring at me intensely; like in any minute he would devour me.
He removed his cigarettes that were in his mouth and placed them in his hands. Now I can smell the mixture of strawberries and cigarettes in him.
"Yugyeom", he said without breaking the stares and gaps. I can't breathe.
"Irene", I responded to his stares.
And in a second, our lips met.
Seconds turns to minutes;
I lost count how long his lips and mine are connected,
All I know is; I want more.
“Let’s go to my place”, he said and I nodded in response.
I smiled because we were on the same page.
Soon as I entered his place, he already claimed my lips hungrily;I wrapped my arms around his neck as a response.
Seems like I was under his spell, I don't know what happened.
I'm already lying in his bed, naked.
I don't remember when he undressed me.
I know I shouldn't be doing this;
He's a stranger, I'm under the influence of alcohol.
It was a moment of heat,
And I can't stop myself craving for more;
More of him.
The peaceful night was filled with lewd noises,
Moans, yearning for more;
His thrust lead me to ecstasy;
A wonderful yet sinful night; the start of us.
When I opened my eyes, it's already morning.
Right. I just dream about that day again.
There’s nothing special about it, two people met to fulfill each other's desires.
But for me, it's my bitter yet so sweet encounter.
“Are you awake now?”, he said. He is standing on the veranda.
“Yup, and you're smoking again”, I said.
“My bad. I got used to it”, he answered.
I laughed. He’s so cute to tease.
“Cigarettes after sex?”, I said.
He immediately threw his cigarettes and went inside.
“Yes, just like that day we met.”, he said and claimed my lips.
I chuckled between our kisses. I pulled him away.
“I dreamed of that day. Day we met.”, I said.
“Really? Why bother dreaming that day if I’m here? That's unfair Irene”.
We both laughed.
That unexpected encounter led us to what we have now.
My bittersweet treasure.
-FIN-