Aecha's P.O.V.
It wasn't unusual for me to sleep alone. I didn't hate it, but I wasn't as warm as I was with him on a freezing night like this. I found it hard to stay asleep with this chill bteeze under the covers. Until steps echoed in the room, a belt dropping delicately on the floor. The covers lift up and a body snuck in the bed next to me, the curves of his body following mine, a head snuggling on the crease of my neck. Knowing who it was, I just sunk into his warmth. My eyes opened just barely to see the time.. 4am. He hadn't slept that was for sure. "Couldn't sleep alone?"He groaned sleepily. "I need to recharge my batteries.."
I moved my head back to kiss his hair. "Help yourself honey.. I missed you."
His tired smile melted my heart as I went back to sleep.
Hoseok's P.O V.
I missed her more than she missed me.. I thought. Because I realized she more of a morning person when I hadn't been sleeping around.A kiss on my neck and a whisper. "Oppa.." She moved closer, her fingers tracing on my chest hesitantly. "Are you awake?" Her body wasn't standing still. A tiny swear. "I can't do this myself.."
I opened my eyes. "If it's a kiss you want, you really can't do this by yourself." My voice wasn't at it clearest, but I think that wasn't a problem to her.
She glanced down. "Just one."
I kept my chuckle for myself. How cute was that? I gave her a tiny peck and waited seeing her eyes shy yet fully awake. "Need another?"
She moved closer and nodded. "If that's okay.."
I rested my hand on her cheek. "What kind of question is this?" I kissed her and I felt her tensing, also a tiny sound escaping her lips. Now I let my chuckle out. "Why are you so shy? It's okay."
Aecha's P.O.V.
It's okay? I knew that! I was just embarrassed. I rarely was feeling like that in the morning.. So much I meant.
"Cuse I'm weird!" I hid my face. "I'm really weird.."He caressed my hair. "Why? For wanting to do it now?"
That's the thing.. I didn't feel like doing it, just.."I don't. Not exactly."
He lifted my chin up and kissed me. "I know that face. Don't feel bad." Another kiss sending chills across my skin. "I know what to do about that."
Oh he knew right. Slow kisses getting deeper, letting me choose the pace. The more tender it was, the better I felt. I moved so close that if I wanted to go further, I'd have to melt into him. His hands weren't gripping anything, only caressing my hair, cheek, shoulder very carefully. My leg reflexively went over his to enclose the distance and feel all of him and sink into him and his faint scent proper to him. My fingers danced across his chest going from the bottom to the top, by his shoulder, to his arm feeling his mucles contract under my touch.
Until he gently pulled me by the arm. I was now over him, feeling is awoken body under me. This was the sweetest game he could play with me, a game of trust. The slow pace of my hips against his, the extending exchange of or kisses contrasted with the racing pace of my heart and the envy that kept rising. His hands became a guide to lead me to a sweeter sensation. My lips trailed to his neck taking their time to leave marks on his caramel skin. The smile he gave me as I pulled back left me wanting to leave some more, but my frustration kept rising as I couldn't acheive what I wanted. I swore under my breath.
He carefully took grasp of my hand. "Easy there, let me help.." His hand shifted from my back to my front.
I nuzzled my head in the crease of his neck panting. "Don't.."
He kept moving his fingers as I whimpered. "But it feels good no?"
"I.. I want to do it alone." I admitted trying to shift away. If I couldn't do it now, how could I once he was away?
He grinned. "I get that.. Don't feel bad. You have no clue how pretty you are right now." He took my hand. "Here, I'll show you."
Pretty? I chuckled. "Actually I can.. The part of you between my legs made it clear."
He rolled his eyes. "Very funny Jagi." He placed my hand where his hand had been seconds ago. "You'll know it better once you'll hear yourself." He moved it down. "Gotta be gentle with yourself.. Get it?"
I bit my lip so hard I thought I'd bleed. It felt awfully good, but it still wasn't enough. "I do. I just don't think I'll be able to alone."
He kissed my cheek. "Stop saying that and keep going."
I looked down trying to get back to it. "You like this better than me.."
"Don't think that, I know you're close." He assured me.
I wasn't so sure myself and I was growing tired. I sighed resting my head on his chest. "Forget it.. It's gone."
He held me close. "You sure? I can make it come back."
I denied. I was too mad at myself to have this vibe come back. "I'll just go take a shower."
Hoseok's P.O.V.
Why was she trying so hard by herself? No help nothing?
She got up and walked to the shower. I didn't know if she minded, but I followed minutes later. "Mind a shower for two?""If it's to finish what we started I don't want you in there." She explained. "If you just want to hop in it's okay."
I undressed and stepped. "Good morning to you too Angel."
She turned around and kissed me. "Sorry, just a bit frustrated."
When she turned back, I hugged her from behind. "You wouldn't be if you let me help you."
I felt her smile. "Maybe, but you won't be able to help when you'll be away."
I laughed. "You don't know that. We can video call."
"And have the guys accidentally barge in? No thank you." She commented.
I whispered in her ear. "I'll make sure the door is locked."
She giggled and kissed my cheek. "Fine, maybe we can try, but if we get caught I'm never gonna do this again."
She agreed to that? That seemed improbable. But what I got this was one thing. "Scared to miss me Angel?"
She snuggled up to me under the warm water falling down on us. "You aren't gone and I'm already missing you.."
I may not be able to stay, but she'd surely have a surprise and work that'd make her forget about me a little.
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Foreign dream
FanfictionThis is the story of Aecha L'Écuyer, a young Canadian choreographer born in Busan who just got the job of her life. Create new choreographies for the kpop groups of Big Hit entertainment. Follow her as she breaks the world's stereotypes while perfor...