Heung Soo ♥ Nam Soon || Let Us Just Love by Jenny Ben
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Namsoon's POV
I stretch, groan, and my whole-body wakes up singing. I roll over and smile. HeungSoo is still sleeping. He still sleeps on his stomach, that hasn't changed. His hair falls over half of his face, and I slide it off just so I can see him. I scot closer to him and pull the covers that had drifted to the end of the bed over us. I glance at the clock and if I don't get up in the next hour, I'll be late for my first meeting with author Hwa Chul-Moo. I don't care, I just want to watch him wake up. I lay my head on the pillow facing him and just count his breath. Namsoon, that's so creepy, I tell myself.
"I thought you have an important meeting today," HeungSoo says a few minutes later, eyes still closed.
"You're awake!" I run my fingers over his morning stubble.
"Mmm". He stretches and rolls on his back. "Good morning. I'll kiss you but you know, morning breath," he smirks.
"Morning. I appreciate it," I grab his chin and shake it back and forth to match my words.
He jerks out of my hold and hops out of bed. I eye him from his sexy stubble to his buffed chest and mauve nips. I want to lick him from chin to chest. My eyes move to his trim waist, past his boxers, to his firm thighs and I want to...
"... Namsoon, are you listening to me," HeungSoo yells.
"I'm sorry, what?" I shake my head, coming out of my reverie.
"I asked if I could have some clothes to wear to work."
"Sure. Help yourself. I'll make breakfast. I can drop you off at work," I offered.
"That's okay. I'll call a taxi. How about we meet at my house tonight? I'll like us to both go see Noona. Are you up for it?"
"Sure. As long as you're there, I'm good."
"Okay. I'll be ready in about fifteen minutes," and he walks to my bathroom.
I hear the shower running and I remember our shower together last night. We soaped each other down, laughing like children. We rinsed off but no hanky-panky. We got into bed and he spooned me, only to find him in his favorite sleeping position in the morning, face down.
Snap out of it, Namsoon.
I jump out of bed and raced to the kitchen. I make breakfast and coffee. I go back into my room and HeungSoo looks good in my clothes. A little tight, but good.
"Breakfast is ready, I'll be down in fifteen."
Fifteen minutes later, I find him at the dining table. I sit down and gobble down my food. If I don't leave the house in ten minutes, I'll be late for my first meeting with Author Hwa Chul-Moo.
My doorbell rings and I scowl, wondering who's at my door this time of the morning.
"That's my taxi. I'll see you later. I should be home by five," he says.
"Hmm," I walk him to the door, hand him his coat, and quickly hug him before I change my mind.
"See you later," I whisper.
He looks at me, lifts my chin, and kisses me.
"It feels right to give you a kiss before I leave for work," and he leaves.
I lean my head against the door, take deep breaths to steady my heart rate, and walk back to my dining room to finish breakfast.
Five minutes later, I get in my car to meet one of our favorite manga authors.
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FanfictionOn permanent disability, former professional soccer player Park HeungSoo hangs on to the words of a phone sex operator out of loneliness. Little does he know, the 'female' operator is his one-time childhood best friend, Go Namsoon. Six years since...