"What time is your flight?" Changjo asked, not making eye contact. He was seated at the end of the bed, elbows resting on his kness as his eyes stared in an unknown direction.
Your heart ached. You had never imagined leaving him but here you were, off to America. It wasn't that you were breaking up with him, it was that your father had gotten an amazing job offer in America. There was no way he'd turn it down. He said it was only for a little while so he could rack up some cash but who knows? You may end up staying there and you had no say in it. What also worried was that long distance relationships were always complicated. There was always the opportunity for someone to cheat or you just grow apart. That was your biggest fear.
"Tomorrow morning at 10," you whispered. Tears pricked your eyes. You weren't even leaving yet but you already felt you were going to break down. How were you going to go a large amount of time without seeing him? How?
"How long?" He asked.
"I don't know."
Another saddened silence fell over you both. You desired to know what was going through his mind. Was he thinking the same as you? Would he miss you as much as you'd miss him? Would he get over it within a week? Or would he be an absolute mess once you left?
"We can get through this right?" His eyes were now on you. You could see they were glassy. Slowly, they were watering. That only made the ache in your chest worse. "I mean, we'll be able to stay a couple? We're faithful. We can do it, right?"
You nodded slowly, letting your own eyes overflow. You wiped the tears. "Of course we can. Our love is too strong to let this come between us."
He nodded, wiping his own tears. "I don't know how I'm going to do it. Calls and video chats won't be the same."
So he was thinking like you. "I know but it'll have to do if we want to stay together. We have to be strong. When I get back, we'll have all the time in the world for each other."
"If you come back..." His eyes averted to the ground.
"Hey, don't say that. I will come back. For you, okay?" You placed a hand on his shoulder. His eyes snapped back up to you. "Can we get away from the depressing stuff for now? We have tomorrow for that." You smiled sadly.
He nodded. "Yeah, I think that's enough for now. Well since it's your last night here, how do you want to spend it?"
"With you," you replied.
"Okay, doing what?"
You took a deep breath. It had to be memorable. You weren't going to leave without an amazing memory of him. You had to do something with meaning, something you'd never forget. Something that would keep your bond strong, lessening the chances of growing apart.
"I want you to make love to me, Changjo."
His head snapped up, his eyes wide. "W-What?"
"You heard me," you growled. You sat in his lip. One of your legs on either side of him. "I want to make this night memorable. Before I go, I want you to know how much I really love you. I want to give myself to you."
"Are you sure?" His eyes were full of question.
You nodded firmly. "I want this." You nipped at his ear lobe. "And don't be gentle," you purred.
Almost instantly, your back was against the bed and Chanjo was hovering above you. He tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. "You're positive? I don't want you leave tomorrow regretting this."
"Shut up and kiss me, Jonghyun." You cupped his face and smashed his lips against yours. He made a sound of surprise but did not hesitate in kissing back. You tried to make him pry open his lips but his teeth captured your bottom lip instead. He nibbled and sucked, causing you let out a soft moan. He released your lip so you took the opportunity to slither your tongue in. He sighed in pleasure as he explored your mouth as well. You clutched the front of his shirt, pull him as close as you could.
