Chaeyoung's testament of Junhoe's love, told in short and sweet moments of the couple's everyday life.
blackpink's rosé x ikon's junhoe
{yg couple series 01}
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The door opens, revealing my topless boyfriend only in his silky black pajamas. A knee-jerk reaction comes with a gasp when I turn away. Dontlook. Dontlook. Dontlook. I sneak a glance anyway, despite my turned head, unable to resist.
What? It's not everyday I see what's underneath his clothes. Do you see the muscles on his arms? What about the faint lines running like sin on his stomach? It's calling for me to touch them...
Snap out of it! You're a civilized citizen, Park Chaeyoung. Your parents didn't teach you to be like this! You're a good girl... you're a good girl... you're a good girl...
"Uhm, wear a shirt... or something..."
Good. That's what good girls do. Keep the temptation away from plain sight and there would be no sinning to do. Right.
Junhoe grunts a response, hand leaving the doorknob as he turns around, walking deeper in their house without waiting for me. Snapping out of it, I close the door behind me and lean down to untie my sneakers. My sight lingers around the open-space area, noticing the comfortable stillness taking place.
"No one home?"
Junhoe shakes his head, not even turning to look at me, and proceeds to his room. After slipping into guest slippers, I walk towards the spacious hallway leading to his room, right behind the couch in front of the TV. Junhoe's room is opposite of his parents', so I can't resist but cast a glance, half-expecting one of his parents to come out. Biting my lower lip, I find that thought absurd, given that his parents are both at work.
I arrive just in time to see Junhoe grabbing a black shirt bundled at the foot of his bed. He wears it over his head with one swift movement, unrolling the creased shirt down to cover his lower body. I remember he wore that three days ago. Is it the same thing?
When we started dating, he always kept his room clean if I came over, so much that I actually thought it was a room showcase. Well, put two years in our relationship and you get this: explosion of used clothes everywhere. Does he know that the floor isn't a laundry basket?
His room's two times bigger than mine, has a black carpet in exchange of the wooden floor in the living area. The room's painted in navy blue and it gives the room a darker look even if it's midday. His king-sized bed is ducked with black and white checkered sheets, now crinkling as he dives himself underneath it. The bed slants in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, shut close with charcoal curtains.
The family decided to build every room its own adjacent bathroom, explains why Junhoe has his own. A little hallway opposite of the window leads to it. His closet is built at the wall beside his door. Whenever open it, I swear, I can only see fabrics of black in different designs. If he's a cartoon character, that'd be his uniform.
