Perhaps Love / Yug

Talking

[Seoul, South Korea,
Home,
Gangdong Gu, 강동구
7.03am]

Later in the morning, the two slowly woke up.

The pale sun's light, veiled by the usual wall of toxicity in Seoul, entered Nad's room, lighting Yugyeom's pearly white skin, reflecting the grey strong color of his hair.
She woke up first, founding Yugyeom's arm resting on her left waist.
Nad instinctively smiled, then carefully turned her back to face the boy, sleeping.

She could still remember the taste of the way falling asleep beside him made her feel; as if a breeze was constantly caressing her, somehow sweet, and otherworldly.
Nad fell asleep synchronizing her breath on Yugyeom's.
She couldn't know, but was looking at him with pearly eyes; his sinuous neck, the melanin of his skin, the little hair growing in the back of his head; and the way his nose, his lips and his closed eyes made him look like he was pouting in his sleep... 

"I would stare at me too..." he suddenly said, his voice muttering.
Nad gulped and did a little jump on her side of the bed, blushing instantly and moving backwards.

"I so wasn't." she tried to laugh away his audacity. "Instead... it's time to go to work." she said, patting the bed as a reinforcement of her words, sneaking away.

She went to make coffee in her kitchen, getting away from the guy as soon as possible.
This way she could now notice how her back muscles were still feling stiff and she felt like scratches in her throat when swallowing.
Nad sighed and hoped she didn't caught a wind rush only by standing in the portico...

Yugyeom, minutes later, silently reached her in the kitchen, sitting at the barstool behind the tall table, grumpy and sleepy. "Can I have some coffee too?" 

"Ne." she nodded.
The girl was already making it, so she only had to pour the strong black coffee in a tall cup, adding hot water and milk in it for him.
Then in a small little one for her, adding only the milk.
"I'm making you an Americano." she said, pac man smiling.

"Wae, wae? What are you having?" he asked, throwing glazes at her.
"Real coffee." she dryly answered.
Yugyeom didn't objected; everybody knew that their watery thing wasn't even coffee.
Instead he cooly asked: "I want that too."

"Like you could handle it." she lightly laughed, couldn't help but crack a little smirk.
"Ya... let me try a drop of it." he whined a little.
"Aniya, your heart is not used to it. I don't want coffee to cause you anxiety." she said, definitive. He softly smiled at that; he looked like he was about to say something, but dropped it.

"Gomawoyo." he said, holding the cup Nad handed him. He sipped a bit from it.
Then asked: "Did you slept well?"

Nad nodded, closing her eyes. "Ye... Did you?"
He nodded too, sipping his latte. "Nice bed." his voice was warmer than ususal due to the hot latte.

So... was she really the only one who had troubles sleeping in that bed when she firstly moved to Seoul...?

They kept their breakfast silent, both of them ethereal sleepy.
Then they started to get ready and Nad kept thinking of all the work she had to do in her office.
Luckily, the girl showered the night before, because they really hadn't the time.
She just quickly did her daily skin care.

"By the way... you can shower here, I still have your shirt..." Nad told Yugyeom, once she was over. He blushed, but nodded and thanked.

In meantime she made her bed and got dressed; then turned on the phone: on it she founded several different calls from Kimpi, Aroon and that unknown number she understood being Yugyeom's.
While showering, Nad could heard him singing, and laughed lovingly for it. He was so cute...