This is one again for someone named Lexi.
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Sure thing
Junmyeon enters the apartment quietly. It's three in the morning and he knows she needs her sleep.It's comfortable in the apartment. The warmth of the room is a welcome change to the bone chilling cold outside. The small living room was as it always was, clean, but broken in. The remotes to the TV and sound system to cluttered over the coffee table. A cream colored scarf was tossed carelessly over the sofa. He inhales deeply before he takes his shoes off and throws his jacket over the scarf before quickly padding down to the bedroom.
And there she was. As always. Lolling off to sleep waiting for him. Their love was a simple love and it had taken over his entire being before he'd even realized it. There was no whirlwind romance. There was no fighting and making up. There was simply being and being together. He leans his body against the door frame of their bedroom and smiles. The world could crash around them and Junmyeon knows she would be the first thing on his mind. It isn't so much that they can finish each other's sentences. It isn't that they'd known each other for so long. She simply was, is and will always be, his better half. This love is a sure thing.
He's quiet as he walks over to her drifting figure. He runs his fingers through her hair as he sits down on the bed next to her. Her eyes struggle to open only for a fraction of a second before she realizes it's him and they open fully.
"Hey," she murmurs, groggily, trying to sit up. Junmyeon laughs, helping her into a proper upright position.
"Hey yourself, sleepy head. Didn't I tell you not to wait up, Lexi?"
The strong woman next to him sighs, "Yeah, I know. I just like falling asleep with you." He laughs again and she pouts, "Stop laughing at me, Myeonie." She moves so there's more room for him on the bed next to her before cuddling into his warm arms.
Their love is a simple love. Uncomplicated by misunderstandings and demands. Junmyeon is her everything. He's the fuse to her match, the lyrics to her note. She knows their love sounds silly; it sounds silly to her often times. But it's there. It isn't a matter of how often they say 'I love you' because the phrase becomes trite so easily. It isn't having dinner at a set time. It's coming home, not to an apartment or a house, but to a person. Knowing that it doesn't matter where you go, but as long as that person is there, you're home. This love is a sure thing.
Lexi tilts her head back and straightens her back to bring their lips together. Junmyeon sighs against her lips and uses his height to push her backwards until she was sprawled on the bed beneath him. He pulls away and rests on the balls of his feet, staring down at her. She is only in a sports bra and underwear, having a strong dislike for lots of clothes when sleeping. Junmyeon knows that if he wasn't in and out of her apartment so often, she'd probably just sleep in the nude.
She is beautiful. Her body is perfectly constructed and every curve perfectly dips inwards. He loves how their bodies contrast so well; her caramel skin against his own pallid skin. Her strong, all woman physique against his own scrawny body. Dating a foreigner has it's perks he determines. He knows his hands could not hold another body and he knows his body will never mold with another's as it does with her. He can see her like this a thousand times and her body would still have that same enticing affect. She blushes under his stare and prods him with her foot to get a move on it. Junmyeon laughs and grabs her foot, running his milky white hands up her carmel leg. He mutters something about her smooth skin before Lexi whines in protest. Taking the hint, he removes his shirt as slowly as possible.
"Myeonie stop being a meanie." And he laughs again.
Junmyeon knows he laughs around her too much. Sometimes he doesn't even know why he laughs, but he just feels happy. Knowing he could come home to her everyday because she was his home. Lexi places both hands on his shoulders and pulls him down to bring their lips together again.
