Beneath the Hierarchy | Hierarchy - Kim Rian

Chapter 17 - A Dance of Hearts

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Hi guys!!! How are you all? You all tell me that you miss Rian and Jia so I thought to gave yo a surprise gift and here your surprise~~~ only Rian and Jia moments in the whole chapter!!! Enjoy!!! 😉❤️❤️

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The morning sun poured through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow over the room where two figures lay peacefully entwined. Jia stirred slightly, blinking against the brightness, and found herself gazing at Rian's sleeping face. He looked so serene, like a baby, his features soft and relaxed as he clung to her.

They were in Jia's vacation house, a special gift from her uncle Wooseok for her sixteenth birthday. After a whirlwind of emotions at the party, they had made their way here, sending Kangha and Jaeyi to Jia's older brother's vacation house to have some time alone together. Exhausted from the events of the previous day, they had fallen into each other's arms as soon as they arrived, letting the peaceful ambiance of the house cradle them into sleep.

As Jia awoke, the soft morning light danced across the room, illuminating Rian's gentle sleeping face. She couldn't help but admire him, taking in every little detail—his slightly tousled hair, the way his eyelashes kissed his cheeks, and the peaceful expression that settled on his lips. Each breath he took seemed to resonate with a quiet serenity, filling her heart with warmth.

Reaching out with a delicate touch, she brushed a few strands of hair away from his forehead, her fingertips grazing his skin. She felt a rush of affection as she gently caressed his face, careful not to wake him. A smile crept onto her lips, reflecting the love she felt—a love that made her feel cherished in ways she had never known before.

In that moment, Jia reflected on how fortunate she was to have Rian in her life. He was more than just a boyfriend; he was her confidant, her safe haven. She imagined a future filled with laughter and shared dreams, picturing them together—building a life that echoed with joy and adventure.

"Someday," she whispered to herself, her heart fluttering at the thought. "I want to share every sunrise with you."

As Jia caressed Rian's face, his eyelids fluttered open, revealing a sleepy smile. He kept his eyes closed for a moment longer, savoring the warmth of her presence. Slowly, he shifted, pulling Jia closer by her waist. He pressed a gentle kiss to her hand resting against his cheek, then leaned in to plant a soft kiss on her forehead.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," she giggled, her laughter filling the room with joy.

Rian's smile widened at the sound, his heart swelling. "Morning," he murmured, his voice still thick with sleep. The way she looked—messy hair framing her face, a soft glow of morning light behind her—made her seem angelic.

"Did I wake you?" she asked, brushing a finger across his cheek.

"No, you're my alarm," he replied, his tone playful yet sincere. "And I think I'd like to keep it that way."

"You're so beautiful in the morning," Rian said, finally opening his eyes to meet hers, his gaze filled with affection. "Like an angel."

Jia blushed at his words, feeling a warmth spread through her as she leaned in and kissed his cheek. "And you look handsome, even with bedhead," she teased, brushing her fingers through his hair playfully.

Rian chuckled, a low, melodic sound that sent warmth through her. "I think I'm the lucky one here," he said, leaning in closer. "I get to wake up next to you every day."