"Wait for me by the fire, warm touches of yours would drive me mad."
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Chaeyoung despised the concept of olfactory therapy as it didn't make sense to her. How can some smell possibly calm you down? It was possibly a marketing gimmic. Yes she enjoyed and adored having flowers around, but while it was partly to do with the fresh smell but it was mostly because it reminded her of the house backyard from Australia. Felt like home.
Funny how now it all started to make sense. As she was curled up against Jungkook on the couch in his living room, her head resting on his shoulder, legs partly on his lap, his right arm holding her while the left one rested on the armrest as they watched the movie; it made sense.
There was a calming sensation. Jungkook's smell calmed her. All doubts and worries which caused sleepless nights now sat outside the door. She was as calm and content as Jisoo was with her chicken.
Happy.
While on the other end, Jungkook seemed to have slowly relaxed his stance as well, leaning his head on Chaeyoung's taking in the faint strawberry scent of her hair. Elated as his girl was in his arms the way he dreamt of for last many months.
Sensing Chaeyoung's slightly sleepy state, he asked, " Do you want to turn in for the night?"
"Yes." Her voice sounded like she was halfway asleep already. He stood up scooping her up, causing Chaeyoung's eyes to fly open.
"Umm Jungkook-" She blushed profusely as he walked towards the bedroom. Was it happening finally? Was Jennie right when she pulled her away before leaving to give her the embarrassing "talk". She was 23 what the hell. It was a bit too late for that talk. But here she was in her boyfriend's apartment, in his arms being carried to his bedroom. So maybe it wasn't too late either.
She felt the muscles of his shoulder move where her arms were wrapped around him. His hard chest, the smell- god the smell, and she did remember gawking at the fake love performances where he'd lift his shirt up. She remembered those abs. She wondered what would it be like to touch them. Lick them?
Calm down Chaeyoung.
He placed her on the bed. Anticipation rose as she shifted slightly mentally and physically from the tension.
"You can sleep here. I'd take the other bedroom." He said in low voice.
Huh
"Other room?"
"Yes just opposite this one. If you need anything I'd be right there."
But I need you
"Why though?"
"I.. I wouldn't wanna make you uncomfortable, Chaeyoung."
"You never do. Here lie down, you look tired as well." She shifted to make room for him as he had laid her down at the centre of the bed.
