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his arms wrapped around you tightly, like a vice grip or a bear hug, either way you weren't going to escape it anytime soon. he pulled you onto his chest, playing with the ends of your hair, your words had left a sour taste in his mouth. as much as he wanted to keep you with him, he could not deny you your right for wanting to go back. you were right, you belong in your own time, even if that time was 5 decades into the future. he'd cherish the memories he had with you, even though many of them had only transpired over the last few days, the laughter, the arguments...the sex. everything.
"as much as it pains me to let you go, if it's what you want, then so be it" he kissed the top of your head, lingering the kiss a few seconds longer than he normally would, it made your heart ache, seeing him so distraught. you leaned up, placing a gentle kiss to his lips in response.
"don't say that. bedsides, we still have to find your camera first" you chuckled softly, to help lighten the mood, your actions were met with a gentle smile from him, resting his head on his palm as he stared at the ceiling. he mutters another small "i know" this one more light hearted than the last. there is only one benefit to this whole stolen camera situation, that being he'd get to spend a little more time with you. you both laid there in a comfortable silence, soon drifting off into a deep slumber, his grasp was kept tightly around you, protectively, afraid the sleep would whisk you away from him.
the morning soon came round, the soft chirp of bluebirds nesting in the redwood beside his bedroom window. his arm wrapped around your waist, lips pressing delicate kisses into the crook of your neck to help lull you awake.
"time to wake up, my little doll" he murmured into your neck, your eyelids fluttering open to greet him. a gentle smile crossing your lips as he planted a longing kiss to them. your mind went back to last night, the shower, the feeling of his body so close and intimate with yours wanting to recreate every moment of it.
"do we have to..?" you whined, pulling him back down onto the bed planting a rougher kiss to his lips. he realised your intentions, leaning into the kiss for a few seconds longer before pulling away with a smirk.
"maybe later if you behave yourself." he chuckled, kissing your temple. "c'mon get up, we got a camera to find."
you sulked for a second before getting up, seungmin, tossed you a dress shirt and some pants that were too small for him, along with a belt. he figured searching for this strange woman in a dress would not prove beneficial for you.
"wow, you really do look good in my clothes" he teased. "you should wear them more often...so i can tear them off later"
"quit playing or else you won't get anything" you cocked a questioning eyebrow at him, rolling your eyes at him. he threw he hands up in defeat with a small chuckle
"now where would a strange woman go hide with a camera?"
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[ • 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇 : 김승민 • ]
Fanfiction[ they say a picture is worth a thousand words. but what if a simple photograph could change your life forever ? ]