'𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ‣ jeon wonwoo

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'BOUT YOU
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Blushing profusely due to her embarrassment, Isla couldn't help but let out a startled scream as her bedroom door creaked open. The sound of a familiar voice reached her ears, and she swiftly turned her head to meet its source, her eyes widening in surprise. In an instant, she yanked her blanket up, enveloping her body and creating a makeshift shield of modesty.

A concerned tone colored his words, "Baby, are you alright?" The endearing pet name, "baby," that Wonwoo used made her cheeks burn even hotter, and she found herself biting her lower lip in response as he drew nearer to her bedside.

Her curiosity piqued, Isla couldn't resist questioning, "Why do you keep calling me 'baby'?" She cast him a dubious glance, attempting to mask her enjoyment of the term. "Well, you're like the little sister I never had," he replied playfully, his eyes dancing with amusement. Settling himself at the edge of the bed, he gestured for her to sit up, and with a gentle gesture, he handed her a glass of water along with a hangover remedy.

Isla inquired, "Why didn't you go home?" She sipped the water and swallowed the medicine he had offered. Wonwoo's expression grew serious, and he retrieved the glass from her grasp, placing it carefully on the nightstand beside her. "There's something we need to discuss," he stated somberly.

A surge of curiosity washed over her, and she feigned ignorance, asking innocently, "Discuss what?" Wonwoo seemed to find amusement in her feigned lack of awareness. "About your confession last night," he revealed, his words causing her cheeks to burn a brilliant shade of red.

"But I was drunk!" Isla protested, mortified by her actions in her intoxicated state. He chuckled softly, responding, "Drunk words often reveal sober thoughts." Isla's lips twisted into a pout as she shot him a glare. "Seriously, Wonwoo, don't tease me." She says.

A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes as he stated, "You know, you're not very good at handling compliments, baby." The pet name continued to have its effect on her, and she could feel herself slowly succumbing to his charms.

"You're impossible," she muttered under her breath, causing him to abruptly change the subject. "You know, you really do have a way of throwing people off guard." He confessed, his tone taking on a more tender quality. Isla frowned, her forehead creasing as she inquired, "What do you mean?"

He admitted with a hint of playfulness, "I was actually planning to ask you properly if I could court you, but it seems you beat me to the punch." His confession left her momentarily speechless, her jaw dropping in astonishment.

"You like me?" She blurted out, disbelief evident in her voice. A warm smile curved his lips, and he affirmed, "I've liked you since you were eighteen." The overwhelming joy that swelled within her heart threatened to burst forth, and without hesitation, she cupped his cheeks tenderly, her smile radiating pure happiness.

Unable to contain her own emotions, Isla declared, "I'd love for you to court me." As those words left her lips, a shared smile between them sealed their mutual understanding. Drawn together by an irresistible pull, Isla leaned in, their lips meeting in a gentle, meaningful kiss.

As their connection deepened, Wonwoo's arm wrapped around her waist, holding her close as they continued to explore the emotions that had been simmering beneath the surface for years. Amidst the tender exchange, he whispered, "You're like an angel to me."

The room seemed to shrink, their closeness enveloping them in a cocoon of affection. Isla's heart raced, her feelings for him spiraling into an intoxicating blend of joy and longing. As they basked in the newfound realization of their shared affection, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the heart-fluttering promise of what lay ahead for the two of them.

"And you're like home to me."

'BOUT YOU
written by luna