AFTERGLOW |CYJ

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Explicit

Joohyun strips her stockings down while Yeonjun is in the bathroom changing. After peeling them off her feet, she plops down by the edge of the bed nervously. She even considers stripping down her cocktail length dress that he hadn't seemed to notice all day long. Infact it wasn't at all true, he had batted his eyes over the length, finding it provocative but hadn't spoken a word against it. She gathered her short hair on one side, brushing it while thinking about it. She couldn't figure out the reason why she needed to complicate things all the time. It was just sex.

The bathroom door opens, Yeonjun walks out fully clothed, ensuring he wasn't showing any skin. He hadn't changed, but buttoned up his pants, his shirt and tucked it in, letting himself enjoy his obsession with formals a little longer. She stood up from the bed and turned around, anticipating him to undress her. But he walked past her and leaned forward to reach for his phone on the bed. He turned toward the door and walked away nonchalantly flipping his bangs behind, ignoring her.

It broke her.

Joohyun hated being ignored. She could hear anything from him, even get hit but she couldn't bear the feeling of being ignored. She knelt down on the floor, slowly crawling up by the edge of the bed and curled up in a corner. She rested her head on her knees, hugging her knees for comfort, unable to bear being sexually frustrated. She cuddled her knees even more tightly expressing her suppressed anger. The darkness in the room after he left started to haunt her until a splinter of light emerges from outside and the room lit up brightly the next second.

She huddled even more closely, hiding from the person who steps inside. He approached her gently without pouncing on her to ask if she were alright. She hated the sound of it, all these years long she answered it with lies, deception and untruthful projections of her own feelings to satisfy others.

"Hey", a softened voice called. She turned her head to rest her cheek on the other side. It was Kai. His expressions softened, but there's a hint of urgency, a mom-like impatience.

"Yes tissues or no tissues?", he mouthed, raising up one knee as his eyes darting around to look for them. He found it on the nightstand, but she refused, forcing a smile to answer,"No tissues"

"Yes lights or no lights? If it's too bright, I'll switch it off. Tell me if it's too bright", he says, instinctively lowering his voice to just a murmur.

"Yes lights."

He settled down next to her after leaving the lights on. Yeonjun was not going to come back to his room, she knew that and Kai assumed that.

"Did you two fight again? ", he begins slowly, no intention of adding to the pain she was already going through.

"We didn't. just haven't made up from the previous one", she replies, moving her head on her knees, wherever comfortable.

"Do you wanna talk about it?", he asks, concerned and wanting to ease her hurt.

"I know that I'm capable of fixing my relationship, but he isn't even giving me a chance to ", she says, her breath stuttering by the end. Kai gently places his hand out flat on her arm rubbing it to comfort her.

"I just keep going back to the past and feeling all that pain again. I recently cheered up so well, thinking that..thinking that I would be able to make up with him but I'm not able to", she confesses in much pain. She moved her hand over her arm, and encountered her glucose monitor. It reminded her that she also hid diabetes from him for an entire year long. Now the blame was clear. She started it first.

"Then don't go to the past. Think about the moment right now", he encourages.

"I tried", she says, bending on her side laying on the floor to ground herself, literally and emotionally.