𝕰𝖚𝖕𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆

Kim Lip :¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Soft sounds drift from your phone speakers, swirling through the room and encircling you and Jungeun in a tender innervation. A lazy day-in results in a drowsy cuddle session. Her head rests on your chest, an arm draped over your stomach, allowing her hand to mindlessly tug on the hem of your pajama shirt.

You are both floating in the space between awake and asleep, bathing in the dollops of sunlight that shine through the remaining leaves on a tree outside. These spots of light warm the moment up all that much more, causing you to melt into the bed, and her into you.

One of your hands runs through her hair, coming back up to gently massage her scalp with your nails. She lets out a groggy, rumbling hum akin to the purr of a cat. The corners of your mouth rise in amusement and you continue your motions.

The domestic qualities infused within the moment cause your heart to swell with compassion. You wonder if this is what love feels like; if this is that inexplicable, blissful, all-consuming feeling poets and artists spend their entire lives attempting to capture within their pieces.

Your voices are hushed as you speak, long pauses between responses. Every once in a while, you stop playing with her hair and she makes some kind of noise of discontent that leads your hand back to it's occupation.

"I gave you one job," she hums.

"Oh, shut up."

Even though your words are a bit harsh, they're spoken so softly that they lose their sharpness. Bluntened by all the sweetness. Jungeun laughs softly, head tilting back to let her nose tip tickle your jaw.

"Being here like this with you..." She pauses. "It's all I've ever wanted. Didn't think this is how we'd end up the first time we talked. But here we are."

You raise your head to get a good look at her. She turns and catches your eyes, lashes fluttering just slightly. A smirk stretches your lips, to which she almost squeals, "Don't give me that look!"

You chuckle lightly, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

"Why?" You tease. "What are you gonna do about it?

Jungeun hums in faux contemplation. "Guess I'll have to kiss you."

She gets up and positions herself over you so that her elbows rest on either side of your head and her knees trap your legs between them. You easily smile up at her, eager to pull her down so that you can feel her warmth. Her chest pressed against yours. She smiles back.

Looking down at you with this dewy eyed expression that sets your soul aflame, a few more seconds are spent making drawn out eye contact. As the pad of her finger trails over the hill of your cheekbone to the tip of your chin.

She leans down and oh so carefully places a peck at the edge of your lips, chuckling when she opens her eyes and finds you looking offended.

"What?" She chuckles out, already knowing what you're thinking.

You pout up at her until she gives in, unable to keep herself away for too long. A small sigh escapes your nose as your lips connect with hers, arms curling around her waist, your subconscious needing to keep her close.

It's an unknown amount of time later when you finally find yourself nodding off, Jungeun's face tucked into your neck, curled up on top of you like a baby. Her body weight lulls you to sleep, arms still holding her securely even after you fully fall into sweet dreams.

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