Cute Concept ( 한솔 )

5

The next morning I woke up and slowly opened my eyes, I couldn't see much due to the light of morning cascading in through my bedroom wondow.

I had gone to move my hands in front of my eyes to shield them but found myslef unable of doing so. Panicked, I just cringed until my eyes adjusted. At that point I had realized that this was not my bedroom window at all. I had no idea where I was at all.

Sitting up, thinking it was all a dream I took in my surroundings. I was in a room on a bed that wasn't my own. It was neatly kept and looking forwards there was a white book case full of someone's personal belongings.

The room seemed to be simple, very black and white aesthetic. I looked towards the door and got up cautiously, slowly and quietly making my way towards it.

Unable to move my hands, I turned my back to grasp the knob with my hands and stopped very suddenly, hearing movement on the other side.

I turned back and curiously peaked through the crack only to see someone peering back at me as if for the same reason. Stumbling back, I tried to regain my composure and headed towards the back of the room nervously as the knob turned. Much to my dismay there had been no lock on that door and I hadn't seen one on the attacthed bathroom.

Sitting on the floor nervously, I curled my knees up to my chest and closed my eyes tightly, hearing footsteps on the cold, wooden, floor.

"Jae..." a familiar voice cooed softly,"No need to be shy."

"Kim Hansol?" I asked bravely, not daring to open my eyes.

I heard him kneel down in front of me, a gentle finger tip pushing my chin up. My eyes snapped open and were very quickly locked within his gaze.

He leaned forwards, making me cringe back slightly. His lips gently brushed against my forehead in an affectionate way,"You were out for some time."

My mind quickly began to wander,"How long? W-why am I tied up? Why am I-"

"Here?" He asked as I nodded in confusion,"We've been together for a while now... You don't remember do you?" He became glum and his eyes sparkled as if tears threatened to fall.

"What are you talking about? I just met you like 2 weeks ago?" I said in a panic.

"Weeks? Two weeks?" he questioned," Why don't we try 9 months?"

I shook my head, refusing to believe what he was saying," Don't lie to me, Hansol!" I argued trying to move my hands, having wanted to shove him," We were just at my house last night."

"You haven't lived there for five months!" he shook his head," and that. Is why you're tied up... You just kept getting aggressive towards people. The doctor said it was the best choice."

"You're fucking crazy!" I mumbled, feeling a tear cascade down my face followed by multiple others.

Due to the fact that I was unable to fight back, Hnasol easily pulled me into his arms and shook his head," Jae... I wish you wouldn't say such things.. You're being mean... I've really missed you."

That was when I started to give into his story. My gaze softened as I looked up at him with wonder and confusion. The gaze he returned was full of a sweet softness and large tears. His bottom lip twitched slightly as the droplets fell from his chin.

I didn't know why I trusted him so easily but forgetting about my hands, I had tried to hug him, only to find that I once again could not move them.

Soon after noticing this, his hands slipped behind my back and unbound my wrists from each other. He held me close, cradled me almost. There was no way he could have been lying to me. He wouldn't do that.

My arms raised up to tangle around his neck, my hands gliding through his hair before gently exploring his arms, my right palm quickly moving to cup his cheek softly.

After a moment both of my hands rested flat against his chest, feeling the warmed fabric of white button-up shirt. The morning sun illuminated his features almost perfectly as we sat silently on the bedroom floor.

"Im sorry." I whispered quietly.

I gained no response, instead I felt his lips overtake mine, pressing firmly against them. His hands were balled up in the bottom of my shirt as I pulled him close by his shirt collar, refusing to let go, closing the distance between us as much as possible.

All of a sudden I had felt an undying love for him as if he had just flipped a switch in my mind. I couldn't do anything but believe him as our lips worked together in sync, barely breaking apart for what felt like ages.

Catching his breath, Hansol pulled away and brushed my bangs out of my face,"Believe me now?" He asked.

All I could do was nodd in response, my heart pounding to the point where I was surprised that he couldn't hear it himself.

Slowly, but surely I let go of his shirt collar and nestled myseelf into his arms lovingly, my face laying in the crook of his neck with an appreciative sigh.

He was very calm and collected, just barely swaying back and forth as if to comfort me. I could hear his pulse clearly, calm just like his breathing pattern that my own slowly began to match up with. My eyes opened and closed slowly, eyelashes brushing against his neck very gently, arms tight around him.

After a while he picked me up with ease and sat on the edge of the bed before kissing the top of my head gently, his finger tips brushing against my jaw as he did so, drawing my attention to his own jaw slightly.