~rage's POV~
His lips were exactly the way I had imagined; soft and oh-so-talented. I knew the kiss was coming the moment he started caressing my lips with his thumb, yet my eyes widened when his pale pink lips landed on mine. The feel of his lips on mine was honestly breath-taking, literally. He moved his lips against mine creating a slippery friction that left me breathless. I felt his grip on my sides tighten as he deepened the kiss, making me weak in the knees. I swayed a little then held his shoulders for support. That parted our lips for a second but he quickly re-united them, gently. His talented lips then came to an abrupt stop, before loosening his grip...then tightening it....then loosening it again. He seemed indecisive on what to do next. I could feel from the tension of his muscles and the violent rhythm of his heart that he was supressing something. Lines drew on his already sweat beaded but enticing forehead and his dark brown hair half-stuck to his face. I wondered why he seemed so tensed about one single kiss.
Once single heated kiss. Of course he's tensed.
That was reasonable but there was more to it. It was like he was trying so hard to control himself.
Rage, he's gonna loose his mind if you don't get out of there! She joked.
Ohhh! Was that why he was acting so weird? He didn't want to lose control and do something dirty.
He reluctantly pulled away but he didn't open his eyes. He probably didn't want my pretty face tempting him. I watched him bite his lip hard before fluttering open his gorgeous green eyes, then he smiled at me in amusement.
'W-what?' I asked.
'Your face is what' he answered mockingly. Ugh! He was just like all those other guys that were charming until they opened their mouth. He actually had me for a second there.....well, until he went back to his dumbass self. At least that lit a fuse in me, a fuse he quickly picked up.
'I-I'm sorry. Like I said, you're adorable when you blush...and you're blushing hard right now' I bet I was. I was probably as red as a steamed lobster right now. But I wouldn't give him that satisfaction either way. I looked away and folded my arms, making him let go of me.
'You've gotten what you want right? You can leave me alone now' I growled and he only chuckled.
'Oh! You're cute when you're mad too? Plus, you can't deny you didn't want it as much' he said oh-so confidently, I darted my gaze back to him infuriated. He had just started spouting shit!
'What? Why else would you kiss me back, and blush so hard your face turned red' he started making fun of me again. I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to ruin his gorgeous face. 'I'm kidding, calm down baby' he patted my cheek and I felt like crushing his hand. I clenched my jaw and gritted my teeth, imagining his head was in between them.
How dare he call me baby!? I am no one's baby!!
I finally lifted my hands and pushed him away.
'Fine, I'll leave' he sighed and took a step backward.....…then he came forward again. He leaned in and I assumed he was going to kiss me again….…he didn't though. Instead, he brought his lips close to my ear…..
'I like you…..a lot. You and I…could actually be a thing, think about it' he whispered sexily before pulling away. He turned then started walking away, not before he brushed his lips on mine one last time. I stared at his raw back as he walked majestically out of the girl's locker room; he was sexy all round. I couldn't believe that in the time frame of 11 minutes, he had already kissed me twice. He didn't even say much at all. I had willingly let him kiss me. I didn't protest even once.
Hahh! You know what, I take it back. This guy had to be a straight up genius to tame me in 11 minutes. His brains were just in girls and not books.
I like you…..a lot. You and I…could actually be a thing...
He obviously didn't just like me, he liked what he saw on me. He and I could probably never be a thing.
Think about it.
His voice echoed in my head. If only I could think. He had left the room but his intoxicating scent still lingered in the air. I needed fresh air...…I needed oxygen. I grabbed my duffel bag and ran out of the room; I had already missed the first 11 minutes of basketball practice and I couldn't say I didn't like it that way.
Just like you can't say you didn't like the kiss.
Vy teased.
'Be quiet!!' I ordered as images of the kiss started to appear in my head. My cheeks turned a rosy pink and I felt butterflies in my stomach at the memories.
Oh no! I was falling for him! Simply because of that not-so-stupid kiss!!
'No, I promised myself I wouldn't get attracted to him. So I won't!' I said firmly before entering the indoors basketball court.
~smile's POV~
I lay on my bed, my mind far away from the wide open chemistry textbook in front of me. I was thinking about what had happened yesterday at rage's house before my mind swayed into thinking about Levi. Heck! I was thinking about him all day! He was a very mysterious but phlegmatic creature and I couldn't help wondering what realm he came from. He had a godly beauty yet a devilish atmosphere around him. He and Rage were definitely from the same mother. Although, they didn't look like Gladys...…or even Noah for that matter.
….
I'm wanted.
What did he even mean by that? I knew he was referring to the police but I still couldn't believe someone that cute could have beef with the cops. He did seem rough and some-what dangerous but...…...hahh.
I was really curious about him but there was no use for my curiosity. Unless I could ask his sister. No, that would be creepy. I'd better just mind my business; I needed to get him out of my mind first. Speaking of my mind, I hadn't heard from lucky in a day and a half. Oh lucky. I completely forgot about my love.
Oh so you're finally thinking about me.
He said in a slightly blunt tone and just like that, he appeared in my room with a beam of light. He was glowing, as usual. I tried to see him through the intense brightness but failed miserably. My lights were dimmed and I was using a reading lamp but him appearing in my room felt like a hundred light bulbs were being lit in my face. He was doing this on purpose because he didn't normally appear this way. The light dimmed and I slowly realised why. He was mad.
'Hope that hurt' he said in a harsh tone. Why was he trying to blind me on purpose?
'Hey!' I shrilled then he pressed his lips together. I wondered what got him so upset.
'You wanna know why I'm upset?' he asked and I nodded. He stepped closer and leaned on the wall right next to my bed. His anger was actually sort of attractive. 'You know I care about you a lot' he started and my heartbeat quickened. Where exactly was he going with this? Despite my concern, I nodded.
'And I wouldn't ever want to see you hurt' he continued and my heart melted (at least it wasn't drumming anymore). That was such a sweet thing to say to a girl, especially if it came from an endearing heart melter like him. However, my melted heart grew cold at what he said next….
'So I think you should stay away from Rage...'
'What! Stay away from Rage, my newly found friend?! No can't do sir. Mates before dates' I rambled silently.
I apparently didn't let him finish.
'…Rage's brother'
I didn't understand why, but that was a million times worse. I was sure I wasn't head over heels for him but that still wasn't better. Why did lucky want me to stay away from him? I knew he could be dangerous but I also knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt me. Was lucky...jealous?
'Look' he said lifting me up from the bed and cupping both my cheeks with his hands. 'He's...not good for you' he stated with so much warning in his eyes. He was definitely making a big deal out of this. Or was it because Levi was wanted.
'How do you know?'
'Because I do. I just know things and that's why you have to listen to me' he was sounding a little forceful by this time.
'I don't have to do anything!' I protested removing his hands from my face then he suddenly seemed frustrated.
'Why don't you ever listen to me?!' he scolded.
'Y-yes I do! I listen to you when you're not blinded with jealousy!' I yelled regretfully.
'What?' he narrowed his gaze shocked. I was too stubborn and way too pisssed to shut my mouth up.
'I don't like Levi! I like you dummy! So you really don't have to be jealous!' I admitted and it seemed like I had cut his tongue off. His eyes made circles at my confession. I couldn't believe he didn't know that; it was so obvious. I watched a lump go down his throat and I finally realised what I had just done. I had totally ruined our perfectly not-awkward friendship by putting him in a tight position. I just admitted my feelings and the rest was up to him. Whether to say 'yes or no'. Yes would confirm he was actually jealous and no would prove he could hurt me more than Levi. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place all because of me and my clumsy non-thinking mouth.
'You know I'm just…..'
'My subconscious, yes' I answered and I swear I saw something flash in his eyes. It disappeared in less than a second and it left no traces, as if it was never even there.
'I'm just your subconscious?' he asked with restrained hurt.
'Well, you're not just my subconscious, you're my subconscious friend' I answered and I saw that thing - whatever it was – flash in his eyes again. I suddenly realised what triggered it and it was using the word 'subconscious'. I didn't mean to.
He pressed his lips into a thin line and looked the other way. Damn this awkward silence!! This probably wouldn't be happening if I hadn't opened my mouth. This wouldn't be happening if I didn't like him! This wouldn't be happening if he wasn't so likeable!! This wouldn't be happening if he wasn't a guy!!!
'Wait a minute….why was he even a guy in the first place? Wasn't he supposed to be sexless?' I thought before something struck me. I remembered what I wanted to discuss with him the last time…..why on earth was my subco…friend a super good-looking guy?!
'Lucky' I started, gladly preventing him from replying my confession.
'Y-yeah?' he answered still fazed.
'Why are you a guy?' I asked hesitantly.
'What?'
'I mean, your my sub...in-my-mind friend, so aren't you supposed to be sexless, or at least the same sex as me…you know, to understand me better?' I asked and he sighed as if he was about to begin explaining an algebraic equation. He took my hand and made me sit before sitting down himself.
'You see, us... 'Subconscious-es' appear basically as a reflection of what's in here-' he said then pointed at my heart. '-And here' he continued pointing at my head.
'So what's in them?'
'Boys' he winked sexily at me. Rude but probably true; it checked out. I looked down at my hands embarrassed, but he quickly lifted my chin with his long elegant finger.
'But a lot of beautifulness and positivity too' he added with a soft, warm tone. His hotness, the warmth of his voice and the cute sun-like smile all melted my heart again. 'I like you too' he whispered more to himself than to me. I wasn't even sure that was what he really said because he mumbled it as if he didn't even want me to hear him. I still did and my re-melted heart literally exploded, so did my mind (lucky he wasn't in it right now). The guy of my dreams actually liked me back...…I think. I didn't say anything just in case. I only looked up at him with disguised excitement.
'What? You want me to repeat myself' he knotted his brows and I nodded hesitantly.
'I. Like. You' he poked my nose with his beautiful finger. 'Koala' he mumbled. What?! Who was he calling a koala!? 'You look like one' he nodded at me. What!! I looked like a koala to him!! And I had been praising his beauty ever since!! 'Don't be mad, I mean you're cute' he wrapped his hand around my neck and pulled me into his embrace. 'And caring' he paused 'and lazy' Ugggh! He was as annoying as he was attractive.
'Do you have to always ruin the moment?' I asked pushing away from him.
'I'm your in-your-mind friend, what do you think?' his question was followed by a deafening silence.
'Lucky'
'Yeah?'
'Why don't you like being called a subconscious?' I asked and it was his turn to be quiet for a while.
'I guess it makes me feel…..secluded' he said with a deadpan expression.
'From?' I urged and watched his jaw clench. Did he not want to talk about this? He licked his lips before speaking again.
'Life' he said simply. Life?!!
'W-what?!' I panicked and he swallowed hard. He seemed frustrated so I thought of ending the conversation. Before I could open my mouth to say anything he had started talking again.
'Look, Smile, subconscious-es are just like koalas, when they can't be by themselves, they go be with other people' he answered nearly laughing when he referred to koalas again. What was with him and koalas today?
'Can you explain again, without the koala part?' I pleaded and he didn't look frustrated. He only smiled at me.
'Well, the simplest non-koala way to say it is that subconscious-es are just like souls God didn't want to make bodies, so he put us in other people'
'As subconscious-es?'
'Yes'
'You have to be kidding me! So you're saying you could have literally been my hubby if you weren't...boxed!!' I yelled in my head and regretted it the moment he snapped his head towards me. I completely forgot he could hear my thoughts. My cheeks burned for the second time that night. That didn't stop me from thinking more about it though. I just couldn't believe he could have been human, we would've probably fallen in love and gotten married by now! I giggled at the thought of us becoming one body and one soul. Literally, I was the body and he was the soul. No fair though, I had both. Hold on, if he was just a soul then why could I touch and feel him. He said he wasn't chanced to have a body like me. I pressed his hard arm muscle just to make sure and he creased his brows. Yep, I could definitely touch him and he could definitely feel my touch.
'Lucky?'
'Yes, smile' he answered once again, exhausted from my complicated questions.
'You said you were just a soul. No body?' I asked and he pressed his lips together, nodding.
'So why can I touch you?' I pressed his arm again. He didn't answer so I looked up at him to see why. His eyes were wide and his inviting lips, parted. He seemed to have misinterpreted what I said.
'No-no, I mean…..physical touch!'
'Ok' he heaved. 'You being able to touch me, and vice versa….' He said with a hint of mischief. 'Is a simple combination of your imagination and God's wonder'
'Oh, this is his doing?'
'Mh-hmn'
'Why?'
'I don't know! I'm in your head not his!' he whined and I laid off the questions.....only for a second though.
'Lucky'
'What, Smile?'
'Are you mad?' I teased.
'No'
'Then why didn't you get a chance at life? You're supposed to be lucky'
'Well, I didn't….and I'm actually the opposite of my name'
'Why?'
'I don't know, Smile'
'Too bad'
'I actually heard that some subconscious-es lived a life before they had to live in somebody's head'
'Really?'
'Yes. Serves as a better afterlife than hell'
'What about heaven?'
'Heaven is for saints. They're sinners' he concluded and I nodded.
'Do you know any of your friends that had a past life?'
'Well, yes. But I can't tell you'
'Why not?'
'I'm not supposed to'
'It'll be our little secret' I stuck out my pinkie finger making huge puppy dog eyes at him.
'You can't keep secrets from God' he pushed my pinkie back in and I pressed my lips together in disappointment.
'Lucky' I called for probably the 5th time that night. He didn't even answer; he just collapsed on the bed. 'Do you think there's an afterlife for humans too?'
'I've heard of it, but I don't think it's for real. Why?'
'If there is one, I'd like to be a subconscious in my afterlife' I said looking up at the ceiling as if telling God or watching myself in someone's head 200 years later. Lucky sat up and looked at me like he just saw a demon reading The Bible. He half-bit his lips and crashed back on the bed.