Masterlist - Inception
Excerpt: “I want to know why you do it.”
“Why I do what.” he asked stripping off his overcoat.
He flung it over the back of the couch without much thought as he began unbuttoning his shirt.
“Why you always save me. Every time I’m in trouble you always come to my rescue.” I blushed as he kept undoing buttons and turned away as he slowly revealed his chest.
“Should I not?” He asked in a bored tone.
“That’s not what I- I’m sorry. I don’t mean to sound ungrateful I just want to know why.”
I spun around to face him again during my apology and was unable to take my eyes away from him as he peeled his shirt off himself. He was covered in a thin sheen of sweat and my eyes roamed his chest appreciatively. He looked gorgeous standing in nothing but his low cut leather pants and combat boots. I hadn’t thought much about men before, but spending most of my time around the eight of them seemed to wreak havoc on my thoughts and emotions as I couldn’t help but think about them. As my eyes drifted lower, I noticed a thick scar course from the left side of his abdomen, across his hip and down before disappearing beneath his waistline.
Realizing I was staring, I blinked a couple of times and cleared my throat before looking up again. His dark eyes were already looking at me. The black depths burning holes through my skin.
“You’re important to them.”
His reasoning made my heart ache. Although I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, his response wasn’t what I wanted to hear. As he turned to head to the bathroom, my next words stopped him in his tracks.
“What about you?”
He stood there with his back turned to me. His shoulders were tense and the room was especially quiet apart from my nervous breathing. Minutes passed, but it felt like hours before he finally turned, casting his beautifully dark gaze on me again.
“Am I important to you?”
Our eyes never wavered from each other. The intensity in his wouldn’t let me look away even though I wanted to crawl in a hole with how weak I sounded begging to know his feelings. His heavy bootsteps echoed in the silent room as he stalked towards me. Warning bells went off in the back of my mind reminding me that he was very much a predator. A predator that had his prey in sight. He didn’t stop until he stood toe to toe with me. His bare chest brushing against my clothed one. He was calm as usual. Opposite of myself that had begun trembling beneath his stare.
His hand slowly came up to cup my cheek. His eyes dropped down to my lips as his thumb lazily drug across them. I held my breath waiting to see where this would go. He leaned down, pressing his forehead to mine as he closed his eyes. His hand traveled from my cheek to my hair threading his fingers through the strands before releasing a heavy sigh and opening his eyes again, scorching me with the fire behind them.
“There are feelings for you that I wish I didn’t have.”
Ateez Ot8 x Reader
⚠️: Mature themes. 18+ recommended.
Status: Ongoing
Chapter 1 👇
