The last time someone held me close and tight, it was him. It was him in his checkered shirt and blue jeans. It was him in his growing hair and shiny eyes. He held me so tight, bones crushing mine and i was afraid to tell him it hurt as much as I loved it. The intimacy of our silence, only faintly accompanied by the puffs of air we let out against each other's skin, would've been like water rippled by a skipping stone. Was it not him stepping away, I would've wept, shaken and screamed in agony that would've drenched his shirt and made his brows crease in the most familiar way ever.
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"W-What do you mean by that?", he knew exactly what she meant but he just couldn't accept it, not when he was completely whipped for her. Minjae licked her lips nervously and tried explaining it to him again.
"It means I want you to be my sugar baby," he stayed silent after that and clenched his jaw
"We're actually fuck buddies as of now, he stumbled into my apartment by mistake one day, and then bam, the two of us were drunk and naked," Jess giggled softly and rubbed her flushed cheeks with the back of her fingers. "Oh! you've met him too! Remember the guy who was with me that day we met?" she asked, excitedly grabbing Minjae's hands. "O-Oh? That's good to know, he's cute," she smiled painfully stretching her lips up in a curve. "Fuck cute, he's amazing in bed," she whispered and hid her face behind her palm. "Mhm, I know about that alright," she mumbled under her breath, bitterly giggling along with her through her gritted teeth. "He's not very well off though," she commented, scrunching her nose up in disapproval and Minjae almost scoffed right in her face. "I mean he's amazing for
I would've let him touch me, gentle and cherished like i want to be. I would've closed my eyes and let his hands find way into my hair. I would've, I would've, i would've told him I loved him right there and then. I would've, could've done so much I couldn't for this heart is a bearer, it will bear you stepping in and it will bear you leaving. It is you, afterall. So instead, when you moved to let me breathe, I blinked and hid it with a smile. - Enigma. The word rolled around in her head like a bullet through the glass and it shattered completely when her eyes open. She fixates his pupils onto the fan in the center of the hotel ceiling and sighed in exhaustion. Minjae wondered how he ended up where she was despite all the want not to be. A weird dull ache is present in her chest and it only gr
"Young-Jae!"She had started yelling way before entering the cafeteria and now that she was inside but couldn't spot him, Minjae's heart was clenched in worry. She felt nauseated by the thought of him being so overworked that he fainted. Kim and Joon followed her quick on their feet but not as quick as her. She felt her eyes prickle with tears when she found him lying on the floor with a very worried Yeon who was rubbing his hands softly."Young-Jae!", she exclaimed and dropped all worries about her image as she engulfed him in her arms. Yeon softly took a few steps back and let Minjae take over. He watched her and Joon pick Young-Jae with his arms around their shoulders and smiled in relief."Damn, how much has he been working?", Kim asked pulling Yeon along with them into the car. The three of them took their previous positions with Young-Jae's head resting in Minjae's lap and his feet in Ye
One day, someone else will kiss me and feel a bitter taste on his tongue for mine spells your name everytime I part my lips. - She stripped herself leaving just her underwear on and got into the tub first. Once she was in with her back against one side of it, Minjae opened her arms with a gentle smile spread across her face. Young-Jae slid his pants down and awkwardly got into the tub as well, trying his best not to hit her legs or something. Once he was inside, he rested his back on the opposite side but she frowned and beckoned him into her arms with two curved fingers. "How will I wash your hair if you stay that far?", he crawled forward and turned around to lie between her legs. Minjae smiled and adjusted so his head was just below her left shoulder. She stretched her arm out and grabbed the bottle of strawberry-scented shampoo that was to her left. Young-Jae sighed in relax
Waking up was extra ordinary for Minjae this morning and it wasn't even the best part considering last night. She had opened her eyes to his angelic face in front of her eyes. Raven black hair fell onto the silk pillows and pink flushed cheeks made warmth bloom in her chest. If she could, she would wake up like this every day. Every. Damn. Day.Young-Jae slept like a baby the whole night, he had a firm grasp on Minjae until she decided to wake up and get ready to work. She tiptoed around the room, dressing up while humming a soft song to herself all the time trying not to wake him up. When she was about to leave, she decided to sneak a kiss on his cheeks and forehead but he opened his eyes as soon as she was near."G-good morning," she stuttered quickly stepping away. Young-Jae grumpily sat up in his bed and looked around the room with half-closed eyes. He kicked his feet under the duvet with a small whine and got off the
The rain settles deep into my bones, I ache for things I do not know, things I did not know I could want. The door to my studio is open, you sit with your laptop spread out in front of you and I stare. I stare and find meaning in life once again. How much longer do I have to pretend that I do not love her? - Minjae was standing in front of the mirror in her office bathroom, fixing her lipstick for the millionth time that day. She was feeling herself today and when she looked into the reflection, she felt good and happy. 'Why is today such a good day?', she thought to herself. "Noona," Young-Jae whined from outside, his cheek pressed tightly against the door. "How long are you gonna take? I'm bored," he complained and she had to hold her breath from absolutely melting at his behaviour. She wondered if he was acting extra cute today or if he was actually this cute always.
"Psst, Jae?" Minjae whispered playfully poking his sides to get his attention again. What actually happened was that Hyun had called Minjae up, catching up with her after at least four days. He was the only one who knew about her going to Paris before hand and that Young-Jae's blood boiling. "Jae!", she called for him again but this time more sternly or she tried to but Young-Jae crossed his arms over his chest with a huff of frustration. Minjae whined in desperation and threw herself over his lap, he wanted to smile at her clingy behaviour but he held himself back somehow. "He just called up because he's been away for so long! Can't he check up on his friend?", Young-Jae's eyes shot back to her and she cowered under his angry gaze, immediat
Sometimes I wonder what's the point of this, everything after her but then I see you smile, listen to your laughter and let u kiss me. That's when, for a brief moment, I see. I see the point. - "No, YOU don't get it, Jess! There's nothing you didn't have in life but all of this hate in your heart made you lose it!", Young-Jae had never seen Minjae as vulnerable as she was right now and as much as he was insecure about Hyun he knew that she certainly didn't take anything from Jess. "You had a functional family which loved you, an amazing man who was head over heels for you, and most of all you didn't have to go around taking loans at the age of sixteen to pay your fucking bills," her chest heaved up and down vigorously while Young-Jae and Jess could only watch her pour everything out in silence. He was just