Wake Up, My Miracle
Yonghwa stirred as he slowly came into consciousness. He'd slept on his tummy, hugging his pillow.
Sounds coming from the window caught his attention. He groaned as he realized that it was raining again.
Darn, no wonder it's so cold, he thought as he burrowed under the covers, a pillow over his head.
The quiet moments that followed were broken by the barely heard sounds of soft breathing.
Yonghwa's head came up from under the pillow. His face snapped to the side and his mouth fell open in surprise.
A fairy was in his bed. She was wearing a pair of pink silk pajamas, and she was curled up into a ball. Her head rested on a folded arm, her long wavy hair spread in disarray.
Yonghwa suddenly remembered his shirt-less condition. He rarely went to bed fully clothed during summer. He started to get out of bed to grab a shirt when the fairy stirred in her sleep.
He froze as she whispered with her eyes closed, "Oppa, it's cold..."
Throwing caution to the wind, he quickly moved closer to cover her with his blanket, warm with his own body heat. She quickly changed her position and turned around, her back to his chest, and took his arms to encircle her in an embrace.
"Hmmm... Now THIS is warm...," she said, still with her eyes closed.
Yonghwa groaned inside as their compromising position quickly spiked his hormones. He moved into Mind Control Mode immediately. His girlfriend deserved that much.
He closed his eyes and decided to get back to sleep. This was a rare opportunity to be together, especially since they were both busy. He didn't want to ruin it.
He unconsciously snuggled closer, but immediately regretted it. His morning "male" instincts were clicking into high gear.
Daaaaangg, this is torture, he thought to himself as he breathed in her scent.
Leaning over, he brushed some tendrils away from her face as he watched her sleep.
How many mornings did he wake up wishing she was beside him?
How did he live before he'd met her?
Does she know how much she means to him?
These questions ran through his head as his index finger caressed the side of her face from cheek to chin.
She suddenly whispered softly, "Tell me your wish, oppa..?"
He grinned as he leaned closer to whisper in her ear, "All I want to do is to be close to you, close to you..."
She smiled as she turned around to face him, locking her arms around his neck.
"I'd love to have more mornings like this, oppa.. Waking up next to you..." she whispered shyly, then kissed him lightly on the lips.
Yonghwa smiled widely as he hugged her tightly. Her head nestled snugly in the crook of his neck.
"Oppa..." she whispered, her voice croaking a bit.
"Hmmm?" he answered, not able to form any words in his giddy state.
"Uhmmm... Can you please wear a shirt? You're too hot," she answered innocently.
Yonghwa laughed at her words, pressing her closer to him instead.
Ahh, Seohyun-ah... You and I are really one big miracle... You are MY miracle...
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Sounds coming from the window caught his attention. He groaned as he realized that it was raining again.
Darn, no wonder it's so cold, he thought as he burrowed under the covers, a pillow over his head.
The quiet moments that followed were broken by the barely heard sounds of soft breathing.
Yonghwa's head came up from under the pillow. His face snapped to the side and his mouth fell open in surprise.
A fairy was in his bed. She was wearing a pair of pink silk pajamas, and she was curled up into a ball. Her head rested on a folded arm, her long wavy hair spread in disarray.
Yonghwa suddenly remembered his shirt-less condition. He rarely went to bed fully clothed during summer. He started to get out of bed to grab a shirt when the fairy stirred in her sleep.
He froze as she whispered with her eyes closed, "Oppa, it's cold..."
Throwing caution to the wind, he quickly moved closer to cover her with his blanket, warm with his own body heat. She quickly changed her position and turned around, her back to his chest, and took his arms to encircle her in an embrace.
"Hmmm... Now THIS is warm...," she said, still with her eyes closed.
Yonghwa groaned inside as their compromising position quickly spiked his hormones. He moved into Mind Control Mode immediately. His girlfriend deserved that much.
He closed his eyes and decided to get back to sleep. This was a rare opportunity to be together, especially since they were both busy. He didn't want to ruin it.
He unconsciously snuggled closer, but immediately regretted it. His morning "male" instincts were clicking into high gear.
Daaaaangg, this is torture, he thought to himself as he breathed in her scent.
Leaning over, he brushed some tendrils away from her face as he watched her sleep.
How many mornings did he wake up wishing she was beside him?
How did he live before he'd met her?
Does she know how much she means to him?
These questions ran through his head as his index finger caressed the side of her face from cheek to chin.
She suddenly whispered softly, "Tell me your wish, oppa..?"
He grinned as he leaned closer to whisper in her ear, "All I want to do is to be close to you, close to you..."
She smiled as she turned around to face him, locking her arms around his neck.
"I'd love to have more mornings like this, oppa.. Waking up next to you..." she whispered shyly, then kissed him lightly on the lips.
Yonghwa smiled widely as he hugged her tightly. Her head nestled snugly in the crook of his neck.
"Oppa..." she whispered, her voice croaking a bit.
"Hmmm?" he answered, not able to form any words in his giddy state.
"Uhmmm... Can you please wear a shirt? You're too hot," she answered innocently.
Yonghwa laughed at her words, pressing her closer to him instead.
Ahh, Seohyun-ah... You and I are really one big miracle... You are MY miracle...
Posted via m.livejournal.com.