⋆｡˚ YN ROY.
20 YO
Graduated.
❁ YN is a decent girl, She belonged to a rich family, but her wealth had no effect at all, but in the love of her family, she remained more like a child than a mature one...She has a fun loving and...
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"I'll wait…patiently…"
"I can feel myself letting out a wistful sigh as her words keep tingling inside my head, i know everything, but I am trapped in a knot in which I could break in a moment if I want, but my people have stopped me,"
"while she's sleeping, I touch her cheeks and tug her hair behind her ear, she is sleeping holding her chin on her palm, while her other hand is still under my shoulder."
pressing lips together I sat on the bed and sighed, Just a topic, don't know which stone-hearted person has uttered the phrase “a man does not feel pain”…
"It hurts when it hits… "You let out the fact baby, but we men unable in mirroring pain like this and I certainly reserved…
Glancing back as she shift in sleep resting her head on the headboard I smile and lean near tugging her hair again I give her a peck like it's evolve into my habit and call servent because I couldn't even able to lay her.
AT NOON.
[NARRATOR]
Suga- Hmm…Take care…(turns) and bedrest doesn't mean restrictions on getting up even for restroom…
YN- First decide what to do. (mumble)
Suga- Did you say something? (raised brows)
_You shook looking down silently he did Jk's dressing and left, you stroke tongue at his shade_
YN- He never gets satisfied…
Jk- Nevermind him… ( nervously chuckle and pressed lips ) "I'll end this unspoken situation shortly Muffin…He can't rule my life. but I don't want to fight against my own-- " He thought
YN- Mr jeon…You are sitting on clothes…
_he snapped and stood up from the bed you collect the t-shirt…_
Jk- Muffin… (he calls you out and makes you look up at him)
YN- Ji…?
Jk- I want to wear something…
You nod and bring a T-shirt he is looking at you makes you timid. and carefully put on the T-shirt. and nibble lips lightly holding his arms sliding sleeve he adjusts it and looks at you but frowns and sees your raising hand.
Jk- Yes?
YN- Your hair… (you said and went to get a comb)
Jk- Wait ynsi…
_he gets up from bed and sits in front of the mirror couch you smile and give him the comb but he shakes his head_
Jk- Comb it…
_he smiled at your surprised expression you stood in front of him and slid a comb through his silky hair_
