Self Control
Self Control.
Yonghwa murmured as she held his arms, bending his head down too look at herself from his goggles. And when she offered hers, he needed to resist the sensation and the wild thing he had in mind. Not now, not when the cameras are around.
Self Control.
Again he held his horses as he set her board so that she wouldn’t fall later. Because they were so close, too close.
Self Control.
He closed his eyes when they warmed up together. Their backs touched and he shivered. His heart was trembling and luckily, she didn’t notice.
Self Control.
He suppressed a laugh when she childishly went away from him. Saying she was too busy and snowboarding was too tiring even before started. And she jumped with a 5 year old grin, coming to him with a crunchy laugh “I’m just kidding”. She said it with a pair of big, pure, sparkling eyes. He just saw an angel.
Self Control.
Yongwha recited when she sat so close to him on the Chairlift. Her legs brushed his, wanting to find safety of her own. Hell for him.
Self Control.
She bended her knees, shortened the gap of their faces. You are here to teach her, Jung Yonghwa. Teach her! Teach her! he needed to curse, a lot.
Self Control.
He stood still as her board was going really fast. Being a professional, the thing he dis was guiding her from afar. Shouting OK again and again, giving her a comfort. But being a husband, he wanted to just stay in front of her, holding her hand until she finally reached the end of the course.
Self Control.
He said again when she smiled at him, going downward to reach his hands. He was all ready to catch her. How he wished she wasn’t a genius.
Self Control.
He wanted to praise her with no end as she got off from the Chairlift. Professionally, skillfully, and safely. Just that.
Self Control.
He knew his wife was hella smart. But seeing her loving the thing he loved the most made him beamed in happiness. He needed to keep it low though, the crews were there, as well as other people.
Self Control.
Millions of stars appeared in front of his eyes as she grinned in excitement, shouting “This is fun” towards people. A laugh, a natural one, came out from her. And he swore he felt dizzy right here, right there. She was shining, it was too much for him to handle.
Self Control.
The way she descended the Chairlift was like a regular. Like she had snowboarded for several times, like it wasn’t just her second time. He wanted to help her, but she perfectly managed it. He sighed secretly, and again wished Seohyun wasn’t a fast learner.
Self Control.
He wanted to tighten her board, but she had learned to do it on her own. In the right way, and set off just like that from her seat. He closed his eyes before saying “That was a turn”, hiding his own little sorrow.
Self Control.
She fell hard and loud and he swore his heart jumped a lap. The board was holding him back from running to her. As he finally approached her, he found her with messy hair, hat fell off and a cute whine came out. He looked away for a second, checking if there was someone watching her like that. Also, to calm his heartbeat. Because no one, no one, would still look so darn beautiful after a hard fall like that.
Self Control.
“No, not now! Not now!” her request was long forgotten as she sat on his lap. The only thing he could process was to not do anything. To stay still and to let her go as soon as possible before he loses his mind. Seohyun staying on his lap would only give trouble to his already weak heart.
Self Control.
Seo Joo Hyun moved forward as she tried to put strength on her legs. He needed to look away because he still needed to teach her, not to hug her nor kiss her.
Self Control.
It was getting very hard to do as she fell some more. As the gap between them shortened for the umpteenth time. As he guided her from the back to try a turn. As she kept grinning and laughing along, enjoying the thing he enjoyed the most. As her eyes looked at him with such admiration and gratitude. As she sweetly said thank you. As she inched closer to feed him some food. As she allowed him to drink coffee in one condition, it needed to be a hot one. As she finally held his hands, playing with his knuckles and laid her head on his shoulder. As she breathed on his chest and he inhaled the scent of her shampoo.
Self Control.
He was losing it slowly. Arms finally wrapped around her waist and whispered “I have restrained myself enough today. You fell many times”
Self Control.
It was no longer on their minds. She grinned widely at him, saying “I know, I was trying hard too”
Self Control.
They stick to each other in a long and warm embrace. Whispering sweet things the pair only shared. He buried his head on the crook of her neck and vice versa.
Self Control.
They could not hold it any longer. Today was painfully long for them, having the conscience to not be too close in public place. And finally they had their private time. She closed her eyes, he moved closer, and their lips touched. The lingering kiss; long and sweet. Because when it’s just two of them, they need not to worry about anything anymore. The kiss continued, even when the crews watched them with red faces and some spilled their drinks. They threw away their self-control, it was completely forgotten.
Yonghwa murmured as she held his arms, bending his head down too look at herself from his goggles. And when she offered hers, he needed to resist the sensation and the wild thing he had in mind. Not now, not when the cameras are around.
Self Control.
Again he held his horses as he set her board so that she wouldn’t fall later. Because they were so close, too close.
Self Control.
He closed his eyes when they warmed up together. Their backs touched and he shivered. His heart was trembling and luckily, she didn’t notice.
Self Control.
He suppressed a laugh when she childishly went away from him. Saying she was too busy and snowboarding was too tiring even before started. And she jumped with a 5 year old grin, coming to him with a crunchy laugh “I’m just kidding”. She said it with a pair of big, pure, sparkling eyes. He just saw an angel.
Self Control.
Yongwha recited when she sat so close to him on the Chairlift. Her legs brushed his, wanting to find safety of her own. Hell for him.
Self Control.
She bended her knees, shortened the gap of their faces. You are here to teach her, Jung Yonghwa. Teach her! Teach her! he needed to curse, a lot.
Self Control.
He stood still as her board was going really fast. Being a professional, the thing he dis was guiding her from afar. Shouting OK again and again, giving her a comfort. But being a husband, he wanted to just stay in front of her, holding her hand until she finally reached the end of the course.
Self Control.
He said again when she smiled at him, going downward to reach his hands. He was all ready to catch her. How he wished she wasn’t a genius.
Self Control.
He wanted to praise her with no end as she got off from the Chairlift. Professionally, skillfully, and safely. Just that.
Self Control.
He knew his wife was hella smart. But seeing her loving the thing he loved the most made him beamed in happiness. He needed to keep it low though, the crews were there, as well as other people.
Self Control.
Millions of stars appeared in front of his eyes as she grinned in excitement, shouting “This is fun” towards people. A laugh, a natural one, came out from her. And he swore he felt dizzy right here, right there. She was shining, it was too much for him to handle.
Self Control.
The way she descended the Chairlift was like a regular. Like she had snowboarded for several times, like it wasn’t just her second time. He wanted to help her, but she perfectly managed it. He sighed secretly, and again wished Seohyun wasn’t a fast learner.
Self Control.
He wanted to tighten her board, but she had learned to do it on her own. In the right way, and set off just like that from her seat. He closed his eyes before saying “That was a turn”, hiding his own little sorrow.
Self Control.
She fell hard and loud and he swore his heart jumped a lap. The board was holding him back from running to her. As he finally approached her, he found her with messy hair, hat fell off and a cute whine came out. He looked away for a second, checking if there was someone watching her like that. Also, to calm his heartbeat. Because no one, no one, would still look so darn beautiful after a hard fall like that.
Self Control.
“No, not now! Not now!” her request was long forgotten as she sat on his lap. The only thing he could process was to not do anything. To stay still and to let her go as soon as possible before he loses his mind. Seohyun staying on his lap would only give trouble to his already weak heart.
Self Control.
Seo Joo Hyun moved forward as she tried to put strength on her legs. He needed to look away because he still needed to teach her, not to hug her nor kiss her.
Self Control.
It was getting very hard to do as she fell some more. As the gap between them shortened for the umpteenth time. As he guided her from the back to try a turn. As she kept grinning and laughing along, enjoying the thing he enjoyed the most. As her eyes looked at him with such admiration and gratitude. As she sweetly said thank you. As she inched closer to feed him some food. As she allowed him to drink coffee in one condition, it needed to be a hot one. As she finally held his hands, playing with his knuckles and laid her head on his shoulder. As she breathed on his chest and he inhaled the scent of her shampoo.
Self Control.
He was losing it slowly. Arms finally wrapped around her waist and whispered “I have restrained myself enough today. You fell many times”
Self Control.
It was no longer on their minds. She grinned widely at him, saying “I know, I was trying hard too”
Self Control.
They stick to each other in a long and warm embrace. Whispering sweet things the pair only shared. He buried his head on the crook of her neck and vice versa.
Self Control.
They could not hold it any longer. Today was painfully long for them, having the conscience to not be too close in public place. And finally they had their private time. She closed her eyes, he moved closer, and their lips touched. The lingering kiss; long and sweet. Because when it’s just two of them, they need not to worry about anything anymore. The kiss continued, even when the crews watched them with red faces and some spilled their drinks. They threw away their self-control, it was completely forgotten.