Yoon JeiMi was capable of many things, and understood many things. He was a genius after all, but there was only one thing I created him to be incapable of understanding… Love.
At the time I was just trying to be edgy, and reckoned a hot looking, emotionally stunted monster was "hot", but at this moment there was no way I would ever be able to connect that it would be my saving grace.
And that… that was because JeiMi had a weird interest in things he didn't understand…. It wasn't that this was particularly a good thing, how JeiMi showed interest was quite frankly too scary for a cowardly person like me, but I also really didn't want to die like this, by my own creation.
Actually scratch that, I didn't want die at all.
Of course, in typical JeiMi fashion, he really shouldn't be considered intelligent if he fell for the nonsense I just said…. But if this was "my" JeiMi then—
He threw his head back into a low laugh, his Adam's ale moving up and down as he did, his eyes descended back to me, filled with mirth.
"You love me number 19?" He asked, it was almost embarrassing the amount of amusement in his tone.
I knew I was lying, it was clear I was lying, but the person here was abnormal, as a person there were different reactions to someone confessing to you, for Yoon JeiMi it would be—
"No one has ever loved me before, number 19, is that why you are sweating so much?" He asked with a slight hooked smirk.
My trembling hand raised towards my forehead, using my curved index finger to swipe sweat from my forehead as I chuckled nervously.
JeiMi's type of interest was much like a cat's to a mouse… playful… deadly. In his twisted mind, I had just introduced a cute little game for his "boredom".
"You might be unfamiliar with this because you said no one has ever loved you before but this is called love sweats, I'm nervous confessing, especially under such conditions," I told him, trying to form a semblance of a smile.
He nodded, "Hm. I suppose I shouldn't kill the first person to confess to me?" It was almost like he was posing a question to which I unashamedly nodded to.
He didn't get a chance to say a word before footsteps came from my door. I nearly released tears of joy when I heard them.
"Scream and you're dead," he told me calmly before moving his head closer to me without hesitation.
What…
What…
Stop beloved creation….
Don't!
These words could only be said in my head and so I felt Yoon JeiMi's firm lips against mine, my eyes widened.
My eyes shot wide open.
His lips— Firm. Hot. There.
On mine.
There was no pause. No gentle lean-in. No "may I?"
Yoon JeiMi just kissed me.
I made a tiny, strangled sound—somewhere between a squeak and a protest—but it was smothered beneath him. His mouth didn't hesitate. He kissed like he was trying to understand something—something complicated. Something human. Something no one had ever let him taste before.
And I—
I didn't know what to do.
My whole body locked. My arms? Frozen. My shoulders? Stiff. My fingers? Clawing uselessly into the bedsheets beneath me. I wasn't even sure I was breathing. Or if I was supposed to.
His hand curled around my neck, warm and confident, holding me steady—holding me still—while his mouth worked mine like a puzzle he meant to solve with his tongue.
I gasped.
Why did I gasp?!
The second I did, his tongue slipped in—sweeping, invading, licking deep like this was his. The kiss turned wet, messy, unreasonably hot, and the noise I made next wasn't even human. It was guttural. Shameful. The kind of noise that said, "I don't know what I'm doing but please don't stop."
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god I'm kissing him. I'm kissing JeiMi. I'm kissing him BADLY.
It was like my brain melted.
I tried to pull away. I did. But his other hand slid to the back of my neck, fingers threading into my hair as he tilted my head to kiss me deeper. Harder. More deliberate.
I whimpered. Actually whimpered.
I hated myself instantly.
What the hell is wrong with me?!
His teeth grazed my bottom lip. His tongue traced the roof of my mouth. I could feel my knees lift slightly from the bed—not from passion, but from panic. Every nerve in my body was short-circuiting.
I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. My mouth was sloppy now—open, trembling, following his lead because I had no idea how to keep up.
I'd never kissed anyone like this.
I'd never kissed anyone at all.
When he finally pulled back, it was slow. Deliberate. His lips dragged against mine with a wet little sound that made my stomach cave in on itself. A string of saliva still connected us—thin and glistening before it snapped.
I sat there.
Blinking.
Breathing like I'd just been waterboarded.
My hand flew to my mouth. It was wet. My jaw felt used. My whole face was burning.
He was staring. Not leering. Not amused. Just… quietly studying me. Like he was waiting for the data to finish uploading.
I looked wrecked. I could feel it.
He licked the corner of his own mouth—lazy, almost lazy, like he was savoring something.
"You're not very good at that," he murmured.
"I—" I croaked. "I wasn't trying to be! You didn't even ask—!"
"Hey! No screwing!" I heard a deep voice call out from the door. A big chested man dressed in black on black with a face mask on that only allowed his eyes to be displayed.
"Ya! Fucking test projects!" He yelled out, walking forward.
JeiMi had a calm expression on his face as he backed away, standing up beside my bed. The guard walked with his hand on the gun strapped to his thigh. He looked like he was about to use the gun but immediately paused when he saw the face of JeiMi.
"Number 21," he gritted out. "This fucking shitty night, get back to your room Number 21, Number 19 go to sleep!"
I shrunk into my bed at the statement. JeiMi listened attentively, the pretentious bastard, and walked away. The guard didn't follow, which made my heart race a bit.
Then after he had disappeared from sight range, the guard started. "Did you manage to steal the thing?"
What. The. Fuck.
I didn't have time to process the obvious problem in front of me because something else diverted my attention.
[System Notification: 🎉 Congratulations! You have obtained your first kiss from Protagonist Yoon JeiMi! 💋]
Reward: 1% increase in Affection Meter.
Side Effect: Possible emotional destabilization. QQ is currently panicking. Please proceed with caution!