𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 | moonsun ✓

special | let me love you

oof

no one really asked for this and this is a very random time to add another "chapter" but

enjoy some long, fluffy smut homoos

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I want your scars,
your darkness, your secrets,
and to make the way you see yourself
the way I see you.

⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆ ☼

The way the "I love you" left Yongsun's lips never fails to make Byulyi's heart jump inside of her. However, this time, the feeling was much more prominent, especially with the feeling of Yongsun's hands tracing over the stomach of Byulyi's—the way the older girl's hand smoothly traced over her rib cage, over her stomach, and near her breasts made the goosebumps dance over her skin.

The look on Yongsun's face was new; Byulyi could hardly read the expression on her face, however knowing right away where their positions were leading to. The brunette's eyes looked more gleaming, light as a feather and bright as a star yet soft at the same time. Yongsun only stares back down at Byulyi with demanding eyes, trying to search for the same in Byulyi's own face. The silver-haired girl knew almost immediately when their eyes meet deeply, washing in the beauty of the girl on top of her.

"Byul," Yongsun mutters quietly, voice soft as fur. "Are you okay?"

Byulyi swallows a tight lump her throat, "Y-Yes, I'm okay."

Yongsun takes her hands out from underneath Byulyi's shirt, reaching out to turn on the lights in the bedroom. She faces back to Byulyi to trace her cheeks soothingly, as if trying to ease whatever anxiety was piling up inside of her. The touch was enough to relax Byulyi, even though the girl was noticeably nervous and Yongsun could easily tell just from how tense she felt.

"I don't want to do this if you don't want to," Yongsun states, keeping her hand on Byulyi's cold cheek in an attempt to bring the warmth back to her girlfriend. "If you're not ready, it's okay. We have all the time in the world together. You're okay, and you're safe with me no matter what."

Byulyi couldn't come up with a verbal response to that, instead focusing on Yongsun's patient expression yet bright eyes that seemed to drag Byulyi more towards her. It wasn't that Byulyi's wasn't ready; it's her anxiety. She wanted Yongsun—wanted to see her, needed to see everything about her. The moment she met Yongsun, her mind only went to how beautiful the girl was. There was no doubt the girl is equally as beautiful as underneath.

"I-I want to see you first." Byulyi manages out weakly, almost silently as Yongsun barely heard her words.

Yongsun raises a brow, looking down at herself before meeting eyes with Byulyi again. The younger girl slowly places her hands on the warm skin of her girlfriend's waist underneath her cropped sweater, holding onto the girl as if she would one day disappear and that this would all be a dream.

With confidence and with no hesitation, Yongsun grabs the soft ends of her sweater, slowly lifting the article of clothing up over her head before tossing it to the side to somewhere where she didn't bother to check. She maintains her posture fixed, so that the girl beneath her could get a good look of what she looked like. Byulyi's face immediately flushes with colour as she took in the sight of her own girlfriend with only nothing but a laced white bra and her shorts on top of her, hands tracing over Yongsun's toned stomach to which the older girl gratefully accepts.