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
Somin just widened her eyes with surprise at his audacity. He stripped off his shirt and put it on a heater near her bed. He took one of the towels they threw on the floor while cleaning the living room and handed it to her. The green-haired girl stood there, no words in her throat. Her hand pulled the towel closer and she shyly dried herself.
Standing near the heater, checking the warmed shirt Teho said, "I want you to draw me. You can't show these figures at school and there are no yesterday's ones."
"I'm way too drunk to draw," she stated, but her sentence still flowed smoothly, slipping just a tiny bit.
"That's fine, it will make you more comfortable, as you always have something to say when I try to help." He snickered at her. Taking the now comfortably heated shirt off, putting it against her arm, letting her feel its warmness.
"I won't change in front of you." She panicked.
"As I haven't seen enough today," he said.
Teho positioned behind her, placing his warm shirt around his neck for the time being. His palms hold her sides softly, grabbing the edge of the wet cloth and moving it upwards slowly. Carefully taking the shirt over her head, the towel she held fell down to her feet. His hands felt her soft skin as they slid the cloth up, the mellow light of her room casting blurry shadows on the floor. Her hands instinctively cover her bust, even though he couldn't see it.
"It's not right," she whispered.
"Give me a chance to rewrite that story myself," he whispered back, stepping closer, breathing into her neck, sliding his hands onto hers, and pulling them up again.
"Hold," he said, moving his warm shirt over them, pulling the cloth down.
She straightened it and shivered, his scent filling her nostrils, warm cloth pleasantly heating her skin.
"Better?" he asked.
"Yes." She turned to him, seeing him up close.
He stood in the middle of her room, all around them were the green-stained towels and art supplies. His skin shone in the mellow light and she wanted to kiss him and throw him away at the same time. Their breaths echoed between them again, both waiting.
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👕 Would you be able to change clothes in front of your crush? 👕
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