Shadows of desire : SVT✅

(110) His Only One

Yuri sat on her bed, her heart heavy as tears streamed down her cheeks. The reality of her fears washed over her like a cold wave, and she finally understood what she dreaded the most: losing them. The thought twisted in her chest, suffocating her.

Now she knew how they must have felt when she had been ready to marry Jimin, when her choices had created such a divide. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to block out the memories, but the tears continued to slip down her face.

Insecurity gripped her, a constant shadow that whispered doubts into her mind. The girls seemed so knowledgeable, so confident. They handled their companies with grace, their beauty radiating elegance in everything they did. They were perfection personified, and she felt like she was standing in the shadows, insignificant in comparison.

The time they sat beside the members, they looked like a perfect match, an ideal pair. It was as if they belonged together on a different level, one that she felt she could never reach.

Yuri wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, frustration mingling with sadness. She was nothing compared to them-she hadn't even completed her studies, and that lack of knowledge made her feel inadequate. In that moment, all she wanted was to escape the turmoil within her, to find a way to believe in herself, but the fear of losing everything she held dear loomed over her like a dark cloud.

Just then, a soft knock sounded at the door, pulling Yuri from her thoughts. She ignored it at first, hoping they would just go away. But then the gentle knock came again.

A voice called out from the other side of the door, "Yuri, open the door! I want to talk to you!"

"No, I don't want to..." she replied, her resolve wavering.

"Go away!"

"No, I won't. Open it, please! Little cub, open it," Hoshi's voice was persistent, filled with an urgency that tugged at her heart.

The term "cub" made her weak; it was a nickname he had given her long ago, one that brought back fond memories. She hesitated, feeling a mix of emotions flood over her. He had never spoken to her after the incident in his room, and now he was here, asking for her.

Finally, with a sigh of resignation, she gave in and opened the door. Hoshi stood there, his expression a mix of worry and determination.

"Yuri..." he started, his voice softening as he took in her presence.

She felt a rush of conflicting emotions-relief, frustration, and lingering hurt-but Hoshi's sincerity was evident in his eyes. Taking a deep breath, she stepped aside, allowing him to enter the room.

Hoshi entered the room and closed the door behind him, then sat on the bed, looking at Yuri as she stood a few steps away, maintaining a safe distance. He remembered their last meeting hadn't gone well, and the weight of that moment hung between them.

"Yuri," he called softly, his voice low and soothing. "Come to me, cub. I promise I won't hurt you."

Hesitating for a moment, she felt an undeniable pull toward him. Slowly, she walked over and sat on his lap, feeling the warmth of his body envelop her. He gently caressed her thighs, his touch tender and reassuring.

"I missed touching you," he murmured, burying his face in her neck. The sensation of his breath against her skin sent shivers down her spine as he pressed soft kisses along her neck, his lips grazing her sensitive skin.

As he licked her neck with his tongue, Yuri flinched slightly, her eyes fluttering shut at the sensation. A mix of emotions swirled within her-longing, confusion, and a deep-seated affection that had always been there.