Stigma | KTH ✔

30 | Felicity

I listened to Walking by Vixx on repeat when I was editing this chapter. I'm going to miss them so much when Hakyeon enlists ;_;

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The first thing I sense when I feel myself waking up is the smile on my lips as the memories of last night starts playing in my head like a lovely melody. My heart continues to flutter as I feel a warm body next to mine, embracing me and their breath tickling the skin on my neck. I fight the urge to squeal to myself, which is weird because we've woken up like this almost every night. In other words; I should be used to these morning cuddles with Tae at this point -- but this felt for some reason like the first time I ever woke up in his arms. But deciding to quickly ignore my brain for now, I sigh softly as I cuddle closer into him, allowing my hand to find his and hold it gently.

After a while, I can feel his hand twitching slightly in mine, meaning that he too is slowly starting to wake up. Eventually, his grip around me tightens, and soon after I feel his lips leaving soft kisses on my shoulder.

"Good morning, girlfriend," he mumbles softly against my skin with an utterly lovely, raspy morning voice.

Good lord. I can definitely get used to hearing that every morning.

Resisting the urge to squeal in happiness, with great difficulty, I allow my smile to widen as I chuckle lightly. "Good morning, boyfriend," I murmur, feeling my heart beating excitedly against my chest out of joy. He squeezes me gently, burying his face into my neck in the most lovable way.

"Damn," he sighs lightly. "I should've asked you to be my girlfriend a long time ago if I had known how good it feels to hear you say that."

I chuckle at that. "You like it when I call you boyfriend?"

"Mhmm," he murmurs with yet another sigh. "I really, really like it."

"You sure took your time with that," I say sarcastically, making him whine cutely.

"I'm sorry, I really am," he breathes, lacing his fingers between mine before squeezing my hand gently. "You have no idea how scared I was last night. I seriously thought I lost you.."

"It was so hard for me to do that. But I was actually surprised that you refused to let me leave."

"For one second I was going to. But you saw how that went," he says, chuckling against my neck. "I realized that I will never find anyone like you, and I'd be the idiot of the century if I let you go without telling you how I feel. I'm still an idiot for not telling you sooner.."

"I'm glad you did," I say truthfully, turning around to face him. His eyes glows up in an instant, sparkling with affection as they look into mine. "But you should've told me sooner, though."

He kisses my lips at that, just a light, quick kiss before he retracts to look at me with innocent eyes.

"I'm sorry," he whispers, feeling his arms pulling me into his chest in a tight embrace. I smile to myself, snaking my arms around his back to hug him, listening to each soothing beat of his heart.

And we just hug each other like this for a while in silence, enjoying each other's warmth.

A thought lingers in my mind meanwhile, wondering how long he's had these feelings for me. The curiosity got the better of me, so I eventually break the silence by asking, "When did you realize that you liked me?"