I'm Just a Substitute Doll

Passion

With her small steps she slipped into the dark room. Slowly he sat down on the edge of the spacious bed that was only occupied by the man. A ray of balcony lights out there barged in through the half-open curtain slit, pummeling as large as Sean's face.

Yelena looked at her face that was hit by the reflection of the light. Handsomest. He stretched out his hand wanting to wipe that black hair of his. Yet..

"Aw~"

Sean pulled out his hand, twisting Yelena's tiny body which was now under his overlap. He held both of Yelena's wrists beside his head.

"What do you want to do by sneaking into my room?" ask Sean.

"N-no! I'm just afraid to wake you up." replied Yelena stammered.

"Ah, I know. Would you like to ask for it? kiss good night.." God.

"No! don't be so confident!" elak Yelena's.

Sean took off one hand and stroked Yelena's hair. Then brought her face closer which made Yelena close her eyes.

"You've already begun to dare.Do you want to be punished?" his whisper then gave a glimpse of Yelena's lips.

Yelena's dumbfounded. In that dark room there were only the two of them. And their current position actually made him flutter.

Sean smiled smugly looking at Yelena who had been lured by his teasing. His panicked face that was seen in the darkness made him even more eager to tease her.

Sean threw his body aside, then grabbed Yelena's body into his arms. The doll made him feel comfortable.

But seeing how people were so defensive of him and trying to separate him, Sean wanted to ruin it a bit before throwing it away. He wanted to make a small scratch to see how the reactions of the people who were on his side were. How angry were those people at Sean after he broke it.

It would be a lie if he said he didn't want to do anything to Yelena. Every time he looked at her, touched her, or even kissed her. Desire like wanting to ruin him always came to his mind.

He's closing his deck. Slowly her hands began to slip behind Yelena's clothes. He felt his waist and stomach.

"Sean, stop!" Yelena held back Sean's hand which tried to move more upward.

'Shit! I'm losing control!' inner Sean.

Sean let go of his embrace, then rubbed his hair with a huff.

"Do you love me?" ask Sean suddenly.

How is that love? He doesn't know. But what he felt all this time like pounding and also a feeling of comfort, what was it including? Yelena thought hard.

Sean pulls Yelena's body to face him. Yelena looked at both of Sean's eyeballs. Every time he looked into those eyes, he could not find an expression. People say that a look in the eye can reveal what is on their mind. But he could not find it in Sean's eyes. That flat and cold gaze always made him doubtful.

"If I said I love you, would you say the same?" asked Yelena with a stern look.

Sean frowned, he did not know where Yelena had gotten that much courage from. All this time he was silent and obedient. But lately he's been too brave.

"I'm.." Sean hung up his words.

Yelena looked at him waiting. The mouth can lie, but do not forget if the heart and mind are mouth control devices.

"I'm tired, you better get to bed soon. Today was quite a drain on a lot of energy." said Sean who immediately turned his stomach and turned his face.

Yelena smiled wryly.

'Is it that hard? Why do you always make me hold so many doubts, Sean.

Yelena got out of bed, but Sean held her hand.

Sean reached into his pants pocket, I don't know what he was looking for in there. He seemed to be very busy with something he could not find in there.

"Aishh.. sucks!" his grumbling while rising from his sleep and now starting in his sitting position.

"Nah~" he exclaimed.

He threw an object that he finally managed to find in his pocket. Red strap bracelet with small star hangers.

"It's.." Yelena hung up her words.

"You've been staring at him for a long time, so I bought him.."

It's always like that. As doubts begin to approach, trust re-emerges with his small actions. Yelena, she's faltering.

"Thank you." said Yelena who then kissed Sean's cheek.

He put on his bracelet and left. Leaving Sean who was still sitting pecked with his glassy feeling.