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Dohwan's new girlfriend Renee, unaware of his thoughts about Amelia, leans closer to him on the couch. She kisses his neck softly, her lips trailing down his chest. Dohwan, lost in thought, feels guilty for not being fully present with her. He takes a deep breath, forcing himself to focus on the moment. The scent of her perfume fills his nose, reminding him of how much he enjoys being with her. He places a hand on her shoulder, guiding her closer, and kisses her passionately. As they continue to make out, Dohwan can't help but wonder if Amelia is thinking about him too, or if she's moved on completely.His mind drifts back to the night he and Amelia shared here on this same couch. The way her body moved against his, the way she cried out his name... It was unlike any other sexual experience he'd had before or since. With a start, Dohwan realizes that Renee had stopped kissing him, her eyes searching his face. "Are you okay? " she whispers, concern etched in her features. Dohwan blinks, trying to gather his thoughts. "Yeah, I'm sorry," he says, leaning in to kiss her again.
They continue to make out for a while, their hands exploring each other's bodies, when Dohwan begins to feel an urgent need for physical connection. He gently pushes Renee onto her back, positioning himself between her legs. His heart races as he undoes his pants, revealing his erection. He moves to lower himself onto her, but pauses, his weight balanced on one arm. A strange sense of guilt washes over him. Is he doing the right thing? Is he just using this girl to fill the void left by Amelia? He looks down at his Renee, wanting nothing more than to lose himself in the moment, but something tells him that he needs to be honest with himself and with her. He takes a deep breath, pushing away from her gently. "I'm sorry," he says, his voice hoarse. "I can't do this."
Renee looks confused and hurt, tears forming in her eyes. "Why not?" she whispers. "What's wrong?. Dohwan sighs heavily, running a hand through his hair. "It's not you," he says, hating himself for the words. "It's just... I can't seem to get over someone else." Renee looks stunned. "Who?" she manages to choke out. Dohwan glances at her, wanting to protect her feelings, but knowing he needs to be honest. "Her name is Amelia," he says softly. She looks away, her shoulders slumping. She wipes a tear from her cheek. "I see," she says quietly. "I guess I should go, then."
Dohwan reaches out, taking her hand in his. "Renee, please don't go," he says, his voice pleading. "I want to make this work. I just need some time to figure out how to move past her." Renee looks at him, her expression conflicted. She takes a deep breath, squeezing his hand. "Okay," she says softly. "But I need you to promise me that you'll try, Dohwan. You can't keep holding onto her like this. You have to let her go, at least enough to be with me."
Dohwan nods, his expression serious. "I promise, Renee. I'll try my best." He takes her in his arms, holding her close, feeling the warmth of her body against his. For a moment, he allows himself to believe that maybe he can move forward with her, that he can find happiness with someone new.
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Flashback the day that Kook came to the office to ask Dohwan for help.
Kook, and Amelia pulled up to Kook's house, She was freaking out because she was worried Olivia would show up at any given moment. She cautiously followed him into the house.
Amelia: Didn't you say you wanted to tell me something?
Amelia looked up at Kook, her heart racing. She hoped it had something to do with Olivia, but she didn't want to assume. She was terrified of the answer, but also relieved that they were finally alone. She took a deep breath and waited for him to speak. His eyes met hers, and she felt her entire body tense up. She wanted to hear it, whatever it was, but she was scared of what it might mean for her future with him. She wanted him to tell her everything. She trusted him, Or at least, she thought she did. She braced herself for whatever he was about to say, her hands trembling slightly. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she could feel her cheeks flush with nervousness and anticipation. She wanted this. She wanted him. But was it enough? Kook leaned in, his face serious, and took a deep breath.
Kook: Olivia is gone, I broke it off with her.
Her heart leapt in her chest, and she felt a rush of relief and happiness wash over her. She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. But she knew it wasn't that simple. There was still a lot to sort out between them. They had to figure out what they wanted and how they felt. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves, and looked into his eyes. "I'm glad," she whispered. "I didn't want you to be unhappy." She paused, searching for the right words. "But I want you to be happy with me. With us." She reached out and took his hand, squeezing it gently, her eyes never leaving his face. "Tell me what you want, Kook. Tell me how you feel."
Kook chuckled softly and leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "I've shown you," he whispered, his voice husky. "But I want to show you more. Make you feel everything I'm feeling. I want to possess you, Amelia. To make you mine. I want to give you everything you ever dreamed of and more." Her breath caught in her throat at his words and the way he was touching her. She felt a heat spread through her body, and she knew exactly what he meant. She wanted that too. She wanted him to possess her. She wanted him to make her feel everything he was feeling. She wanted to be his and only his. She nodded, her eyes locked on his, her expression serious. "Then show me," she breathed. "Make me feel it." She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his.
Kook growled and pulled her closer, his lips crashing down on hers hungrily. His tongue traced the line of her lips until they parted, allowing him to deepen the kiss. His hands roamed over her body, teasing and possessing. He could feel the way she melted against him, the way she responded to his touch. He knew she was his, and he would never let her go. He broke the kiss, panting slightly, and gazed down at her. Her eyes were half-closed, her lips swollen from their kiss. "Do you want this?" he asked roughly, his voice husky. Amelia nodded, her chest heaving with each ragged breath. "Yes," she whispered. "I want this."
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FanfictionA 19 year old Girl named Amelia is just trying to make it out of her dads house in the inner city. She has big dreams of getting out and away from her normal everyday life. She dreams of a random guy she's never seen before, but does her dream come...