Finding you again - Queen of tears

Kim Soohyun

**long chapter**

I woke up to the gentle light filtering through the curtains, the soft glow warming the room. The first thing I noticed was the warmth of Hyunwoo's hand beneath my cheek, and I realized with a smile that I had been using it as a pillow the entire night. His hand felt so familiar and comforting. Turning around, my eyes met his serene face, peaceful in sleep. His dark hair fell messily over his forehead, and I couldn't resist brushing aside the fringes, feeling their softness under my fingers.

Hyunwoo stirred at my touch, pulling me closer and wrapping his arm around me. His hand found mine, and he caressed it gently, his voice thick with sleep as he mumbled, "Let's sleep some more." The warmth in his voice sent a rush of color to my cheeks, and I felt a flutter in my chest. I continued to gaze at him, completely captivated by his presence. The way his lips parted slightly, the gentle rise and fall of his chest, and the way his lashes cast shadows on his cheeks—all of it made my heart swell with love.

My eyes drifted to the clock on the nightstand, and I saw the time. We had to get to work. Reluctantly, I gently sat up, trying not to disturb him too much, and began to pepper his face with light kisses. His forehead, his cheeks, the tip of his nose, his chin—no spot was left untouched. He groaned softly, his eyes fluttering open as a sleepy grin spread across his face. "What a sweet torture to be woken up by," he murmured, his voice still husky with sleep.

I laughed softly, my heart feeling light. "Get up, I'm hungry. Let's eat breakfast and get to work," I replied, my fingers still gently tracing his features. His eyes twinkled with affection as he stretched and finally began to sit up, pulling me back into a quick, warm embrace before we started got off of the bed.

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We finally managed to pull ourselves out of bed and made our way to the kitchen. Hyunwoo busied himself with the coffee machine while I started preparing breakfast, our movements synchronized in the comfortable rhythm of our routine. The smell of fresh coffee and sizzling bacon filled the air, making my stomach rumble in anticipation.

Hyunwoo handed me a mug of coffee, his fingers brushing mine. "Did you sleep well, despite my hand being your pillow?" he teased, his eyes twinkling.

I laughed, taking a sip. "Better than ever. Your hand is surprisingly comfortable."

He chuckled, flipping the pancakes with a practiced ease. "I'll remember that next time you complain about needing a new pillow."

We settled at the table, the plates of pancakes, bacon, and scrambled eggs between us. Hyunwoo poured maple syrup generously over his stack of pancakes, and I couldn't help but giggle at the childlike delight on his face.

"Do you have any big meetings today?" I asked, cutting into my own stack.

He nodded, taking a bite before responding. "Yeah, but nothing I can't handle. What about you? Any exciting plans?"

I shrugged. "Just the usual. Maybe I'll try to squeeze in a quick workout during lunch."

He reached across the table, squeezing my hand. "You always find time for everything. I don't know how you do it."

I smiled, squeezing back. "It's easier with you by my side."

We continued eating, exchanging light-hearted banter and stories from our week. Hyunwoo told me about a funny incident with a colleague, and I shared a random dream I had the night before, making him laugh with my animated retelling.

"Do you think we'll ever get tired of these mornings?" I asked, a playful smile on my lips.

Hyunwoo shook his head, his eyes warm. "Never. These are the moments I live for."