Desirability- Seokhoon x Rona ✔️

22:Desire is...a sense of euphoria

A sense of euphoria rushed into the veins of the two united souls.

A sense of relief that the one person that you love could be embraced fully.

Every motion sends butterflies down their stomach, sending thrills across their bare skins.

It was meant to be. Meant to happen.

A unification. A reunion.

With each other, time was lost in the infinite universe. Quietly slipping away. The union was undisturbed, free from the bondage of time and space.

Rona laid in the broad arms of Seokhoon. Seokhoon snuggled Rona close to him, as his chin laid softly on top of Rona's soft hair, sensing the soft lavender scent from her shampoo. The two quietly embraced the ever longing peace they wanted.

Seokhoon closed his eyes as he hugged Rona closer to him. Rona circled her finger around the bare skin around Seokhoon's collar bone, admiring his refined physique. Still in trance of what had happened between them.

Rona lifted her head slightly up and saw Seokhoon with his eyes closed. But as soon as sneaked a peek, he took her back into his arms, unwilling to let go.

"What are you thinking?" Rona asked curiously.

"You." Seokhoon spoke honestly.

Rona giggled. "You sound very cheesy. Not much like a cold CEO I knew of."

Seokhoon smiled.

Rona continued her questions, she still couldn't believe they had stumbled back together in an unification. Undeniably euphoric.

"Why are you closing your eyes then?" Rona teased.

Seokhoon laughed a little. "I need to hold myself back a little."

Rona lifted her head up a little again. "Why?"

"I'm afraid if I look into the beautiful eyes of yours, I will not be able to control myself."

Rona blushed hard at the thought. 

She couldn't help but sneak a few small giggles, but worried that Seokhoon would hear it. 

"I heard it." Seokhoon smiled too. He still wanted to be in the moment. He didn't want to get out of bed. He didn't want to go back to his duties. He was indulged in that moment with Rona. 

"I was quiet already." Rona giggled again before she spoke her soft confession into Seokhoon's ears. 

"Thank you for loving me." 

Seokhoon opened his eyes, and there she was. The one he had fallen for. 

Her sparkling brown eyes, her soft black locks, her pink flushed cheeks, and her cherry tinted lips. 

Indeed, he couldn't hold himself back. How much did he go through to understand that Rona was the one he should be with, that he should love dearly. How many wonderful days shall they have in the future. The idea of it made him happier than ever. 

Without a doubt, he took Rona's lips into a passionate entanglement. 

The sense of euphoria fell upon them again. 

Seokhoon carried Rona in his arms and rolled himself on his back so that Rona was on top of him. As the soft locks of Rona's hair brushed against Seokhoon's shoulders, they were falling deeper into each other's warmth. 

Swaying to the movement, Seokhoon took charge and brushed his hands along Rona's back, as the two rocked along with the soft jazz music playing silently in the corner. The vinyl recorder Seokhoon had set during a break from the emotional reunion, to set up the mood. Probably also to distract themselves from the troubles they have to face.

The thin soft covers were intertwined between the two bare bodies, trying to cover the bareness, but was soon laid aside on the soft baby blue carpet on the floor. 

It was as if the two was trapped in their own world, ignoring whatever was going outside. 

Time, space did not matter to them. 

Only love, desires, passion mattered. 

Hours passed. The light of day had faded away before the two united souls were willing to break apart for a moment. 

The break of reality came to them when Seokhoon reached for his phone finally. 

Endless messages came rushing into his phone, from the company, from the main house, from Chanseok, from Mina, from his father. Everyone had questioned where the head of the company had gone to. 

None knew what he had. 

None knew the happiness he finally had for a long time. 

None knew how grateful he was for the moment. 

For all his life he has never had a second where he could have time all for himself, to be able to ignore the worldly matters he was burdened to carry. 

But reality hits. 

"I'll go give a call." Seokhoon brushed Rona's hair gently, before placing a kiss on her forehead. 

He grabbed a towel from the bathroom, covering his bottom parts and walked to the balcony. 

"Nae, Chanseok hyung. Nae. I know. Please inform the staff..." 

As Seokhoon catch up with his work, Rona got up from the bed, and went to the wardrobe to get herself a bathrobe. She wrapped herself warmly in the soft robes. She reached and organised the clothes laying across the floor into the laundry basket, with the white sheets. Silently she changed the sheets, and organised the bed again. She looked at the serious Seokhoon again, and smiled at his committed behaviours towards work. 

After settling everything, she went to the washroom, hoping to tidy herself up. 

She looked into the mirror, and discovered bruises over her neck and chest. Love bites from Seokhoon during their euphoric entanglement. She shyly covered them back with her bathrobe and washed her face, hoping to clear her mind out. 

She was still insecure about Seokhoon's feelings for her. Even though she was overjoyed by his wishes to be with her, to repent and come back to her. She still couldn't help but think that this was still a fantasy. 

She allowed the cold water brushed against her heated cheeks, feeling the change of temperature on her skin. 

As she lifted her head up, a pair of broad arms had already held her close to his body. 

"Why bother changing the sheets?" Seokhoon whispered in Rona's ears, as they smiled at each other at the mirror. 

"Stop you from whatever you're trying to continue with." Rona teased. 

"I can't." Seokhoon bit Rona's earlobes gently. The tickling feeling made Rona giggle. 

"Stop." Rona smiled. "I got to wash up. Don't you want dinner?" 

Rona broke free and was ready to get into the shower. 

Seokhoon smiled devilishly at the view before him. 

Rona was about to untie her bathrobe when she realised Seokhoon had not left the bathroom. 

"Ya...Joo Seokhoon, go wash up." Rona ordered, puffing up her cheeks like a chipmunk. 

Seokhoon closed the door of the bathroom, and moved himself close to Rona. 

"Let's just save water." 

The next moment, the hot steam from the pouring water, rosy scents from the shower gels, panting sounds, heavy breaths had filled up the whole bathroom.

Once again. 

"You have got to stop." 

"Can't let you go. Can't risk it all to be apart." 

The two lovers smiled. 

Why would space and time mattered when I am with you?