After Somin finally gets into a prestigious Art university, everything in her life turns upside down. What was once a secure plan to get closer to her boyfriend is now a mess. Her future is unknown, though already stained with heartache.
Will she p...
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Somin and Teho
October week 2
Somin was up first feeling sick to her stomach as morning light tortured her closed eyes. She silently untangled Mia's embrace and stood up.
How fucking sweet of her. Marveling at Mia's care.
She didn't sneak over to him.
Even though Somin was heavily intoxicated from yesterday's binge, she appreciated the closeness her friend gave her.
I had the best sleep in days.
The warmth of Mia's body and her affectionate embrace made Somin feel loved.
The world spun with the sudden movement upwards, her body was still a little poisoned from the alcohol. It stopped when she looked at Teho sleeping in the other bed.
Vulnerable like a genderswapped sleeping beauty.
His cute stomach was exposed as his shirt rolled up in sleep. The caramel shade of his skin shone in the morning light. His pants folded under the bed confirming the unwanted information of his nakedness under the sheets. One bare leg leisurely hung over the blanket showing his calf shaped by intensive walking, probably catching the fleeing moments in the city. Pretty well-maintained hands rested peacefully on his torso, and his hair was not messed up at all. His chest went up and down serenely.
Perfection itself. Somin sighed with want.
You're doing this from spite, even in your sleep. I have to be punished for some reason.
She thought painfully.
And you're my punishment. It makes me ache much more to see you like this. Cholsu on one side and you on the other. Why do I have to suffer like this? You look almost innocent.
Her body protested after yesterday's alcohol marathon.
A hot shower has to help me.
Legs led her to the bathroom and when she got there, she had to get hold of the toilet seat, burying her head inside.
Sorry body, I won't do this again. She promised in the second shower.
Too bad it wouldn't help me to shower away the shame.
