Nyctophilia (noun): A preference for the night or darkness.
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Hyunjin~
엄마 (Mom)
Come back here
Your wife drank all the wine, she's really drunk
Stop leaving me on seen
I'll whoop you if you don't come here, now!
Oh man, she's really angry.
"I'm back." I came in the door and everyone just followed me with their eyes. Such an awkward event...
"Where did you go?" Dad asked.
"Um... the store?" Seven eleven.
I picked up my "wife" from the floor. Carrying her on my back, I then took her to my car. Stupid girl. Jennie knows that she's a lightweight, but still ends up drinking.
Plus, that dress.
She knows that I go crazy for her whenever she wears that. But since she's drunk, I won't do anything. Unless... never mind.
We arrived at her house, and I carried her all the way to our room. Jennie plopped down onto the bed, but then started to complain.
"It's so hot and tight. Take this off!" She screamed while trying to unzip her dress. Well, she's not gonna get that off even if she tries... and what she just said sounded so weird...
"No, you wear that." I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower, before heading back to our room where Jennie still lays- fidgeting.
"It hurts!" She tried to rip the fabric, so I just helped her take it off. The dress does seem very uncomfortable.
I unzipped the back of her dress, as the sleeves slowly fell off her shoulders. Her boobs being pressed together by her bra, the only thing she's left in is her undergarments.
"Your turn." She chuckled.
"No, go to sleep-" Jennie pushed me down onto the bed and straddled her legs around my waist. She started swaying her hips against mine. Oh no, not my weakness...
"Take it off." She whined while looking for the zipper of my pants. Sucks to be her, there isn't one- I'm wearing pajamas.
"No! You're drunk, hun. Not right now-" I then felt her hand touch me. Shit, no no no...
"I'm not drunk! Who said that?" She leaned down and pressed her lips against mine. I guess this is fine... right? I mean, she's technically my fiancée.
I kissed her roughly, and started tasting the wine that she drank. Sherry. Even just the taste of her lips make me drunk.
"No! Next time, okay? I won't do this to you..." I pulled her away from my lips and into my arms. "I don't want to hurt you."
"I love you," she mumbled. "When was the last time you told me that?"
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Jennie~
I woke up with this crazy throbbing pain in my head... I tried to stand up but I felt so dizzy. I sat for a bit before getting up and going to the kitchen.
"Did anything weird happen last night?" I asked Hyunjin as he cooked some type of soup. We're really comfortable with each other, up to the point where I can literally ask him anything.
"I don't know... maybe?" He started to act all shy.
"Really? Are you sure?" I asked and he accidentally dropped the spoon. "You know, we haven't... for a while."
"No, we didn't do anything last night. You jumped on me and we made out, but that's it." He panicked while trying to grab a new spoon. I picked up the old one and wiped the floor clean.
"About the wedding... you're fine with it, right?" I fiddled with my fingers.
"You're actually considering it? Jennie, there's so much more things out there to do! I can't get married yet- I haven't even graduated."
"Well, we can do all those things together. They're right, nothing is going to change except for the fact that we're wedded. Other than that, it's still us. This. I don't get why you're opposing... unless you don't want to be with me anymore."
"I want to be with you, I swear. Just not this way," Hyunjin came up and gave me a gentle kiss on the forehead. "I love you. However, I'm not ready to get married yet."
"When you left last night, I tried to make them cancel it too. It was no use. I tried, Hyunjin... I don't know if they'll listen to us." I looked down in complete despair.
"I don't want to hurt you... but I know that it'll eventually happen if I marry you."
