For You Only [MOONSUN]

19

  Moonbyul POV

  I wake up with the light shining through the living room. I'm in the same position I feel asleep in: on top of Solar. I yawn and rub my eyes, carefully separating my body from hers to let her breathe a little. I sit down next to her and take a moment to appreciate her cute sleeping face.

  “Morning.” She murmurs, slowly opening her eyes and looking at me.

  “Hi, Yong.” I say, smiling.

  She sits down and rubs her eyes too. “I was sleeping so well” She smiles.

  “I know, but it's time to wake up.” I remember leaving my phone in a small table next to the sofa, so I reach out and unlock it. “It’s almost eleven.”

  “You’re right.” She sighs and gets up. “Did you sleep well?”

  I nod, still sitting down and looking at her. To see her in her pajamas and with messy hair always made me think about how beautiful she is. Even after waking up, she looks like a goddess.

  My wandering thoughts are interrupted by Yongsun’s face, almost glued to mine. She's on her knees, in front of me, and her hands gently rest on my knees.

  “Forgot to give you a good morning kiss.” She says right before kissing my rosy lips. I swallow hard as she approaches for the kiss, but I let myself get carried away by the feeling of her lips touching mine.

  I put my hands on the back of her neck, but she shivers and pulls back.

  “Moon, why are your hands always cold?” She looks at me while touching my hands, worried. “Is it normal?”

  I shrug, not fully aware of what just happened. I wish she hadn't stopped.

  “I’ll warm you up.” She says, sitting on my lap and hugging my whole body. “Is this better? We're like an onion that's full of layers.”

  I giggle. “What happened to the Yongsun kissing me not even minutes ago?”

  “It was just a morning kiss. Now I'm back to being the Yongsun you know.” She rubs her hands against mine, hoping to warm them up a little.

  “Oh, that's a shame. I was actually enjoying that other Yongsun. Can't you call her and bring her back, or something?” I look at her and pout.

  “Nope.” She keeps trying to warm me up. “But I heard she'll come again for the night's kiss.” She winks at me.

  “See? You keep inviting me over!” I laugh.

  “Fine, ok.” She rolls her eyes. “Tonight's at your place. I don't care if it's messy, it's your turn.”

  “Sounds like a deal to me, but I have to clean up some stuff or we'll spend the night trying to escape from a literal labyrinth.”

  She giggles and hugs me again, this time even tighter, and my arms promptly hug her back. My whole body’s made to respond to her touch. Only hers.