"Did you think we'd be like this, given the past we've shared?" Yun Ki asks, brushing past Soojin's tangled mess with the pads of his fingers.
Her eyes were swollen and groggy, a moist coat over them as her eyelids flicker, adjusting to the light peeking into the room, past the moving curtains.
She's laid on her back, with Yun Ki turned to face her, head resting over his palm as he's watching her chest rise and fall, rhythmically.
He's had her covered in a woollen blanket, one that has her toes all warm and legs all stretchy.
From what he can see, her neck and chest is covered in marks from last night.
The love that last night brought them, as Man and Woman.
The way they'd claimed each other's bodies and made it their own safe haven.
Her lips were so pouty and so plum, all from the friction they'd been exposed to last night.
