Aurora - You are my light (Ateez x reader)

TWENTYFIVE

The next morning, I was gently awakened by soft kisses on my face. Yeosang's hands caressed my bare skin tenderly, leaving a delightful tingle in their wake. We were still tightly wrapped in each other's arms in bed, just as we had fallen asleep the night before. At some point, Yeosang had pulled the blanket over us.

"I'd love to spend the morning with you, but I have to get to the Treasure. We need to finish some repairs before we set sail again," he whispered in a rough voice against my temple. He then pulled me into a tight embrace and kissed the top of my head. Half-asleep, with my eyes barely open, I snuggled into his bare chest. "Don't go yet," I sighed against his skin, planting a few sleepy kisses on it.

He breathed heavily against my hair. "I'm sorry, we'll make up for it soon. Get some more sleep; you had a tiring night." He grinned teasingly and gave me a warm kiss on the lips. Then, he slipped out from under the blanket and began gathering his clothes, scattered around the bed, to get dressed. I watched him, wishing I could pull him back into bed. "Can't you stay just five more minutes?"

To my regret, he swiftly dressed and put on his boots. He leaned over me one last time from the edge of the bed. "Unfortunately, no. But this won't be the last time." He bent down and gave me a passionate, longing kiss. I sighed into it as his hand gripped my hair a bit more firmly, his other hand resting on my neck. "See you later, love." With these words, Yeosang tiptoed to the door and quietly slipped out.

Immediately, a sense of emptiness settled in me, even though I knew I'd see him again soon. But the night we had shared, the closeness and intimacy Yeosang had given me, was unlike anything I had ever experienced. Now that it was over, it felt like something was missing.

A glance out the window revealed it was still early morning. The air was still cold, and dawn had just begun. I pulled the blanket higher and moved to the spot where Yeosang had been lying, to feel the warmth he left behind and breathe in his scent. Then I fell asleep again.

I was abruptly awakened by a high-pitched scream that jolted me upright in bed. My eyes shot open, blinking in the bright morning light now streaming through the window. Confused, I looked around and saw Elaria standing in the middle of my room, her hands pressed to her cheeks, her mouth wide open.

"What happened here?" she asked knowingly, her eyes sweeping over the floor before settling on me.

Slowly, I sat up and pushed my disheveled hair out of my face. "What... what do you mean?" I mumbled, still half-asleep.

Elaria gestured towards me. "First, you're naked," then waved her hand towards the floor. "Second, this is pretty obvious!" Her eyes sparkled with curiosity and a grin spread across her lips. Caught, I pulled the blanket over my bare chest.

Following her gaze, I saw my clothes, haphazardly strewn across the floor from the night before. My underwear lay visible next to my pants, and my top was a bit further away. In the heat of the moment, Yeosang hadn't bothered to fold my clothes neatly or put them away. Next to the bed were the two empty bowls on the tray from our dinner. Beside them laid the washcloth I had used to clean up after our passionate night. The memory hit me like a slap, making my face flush hotly.

"Elaria, I can explain," I said hastily, but she cut me off.

"What is there to explain? It's pretty clear." Her eyes gleamed with curiosity. "There's only one question: Who was it? San? Wooyoung? Or maybe Yeosang? I want every detail!"

"Why would you think it was Wooyoung? I wouldn't let him within an inch of me." She just grinned silently and shrugged. I sighed and fell back onto the pillows. "It was Yeosang," I admitted softly. "It was... a spontaneous but long-overdue decision."