Fight the turbulence of people and schedules and things out-of-the-way, and fly into the bliss of a love that holds no debts.
behind schedule sorry
sd card got fucked up
omw home rn
You, 10:58 pm
fried chicken beer pls
boyfie 😍😊💕, 10:59 pm
sure oppa. home 1130
You, 10:59 pm
ok see u love u baby
boyfie 😍😊💕, 11:00 pm
Your phone screen dims and dies. "Unnie, the fried chicken spot please?" Your manager hums and nods okay to the mirror at your request and you return your attention to the window. The lampposts fly past as you fight your drowsiness.
*bzzt bzzt*
You have received 40,000 KRW from boyfie 😍😊💕.
What an ass, won't even let you treat him when you're late getting home.
The lock slides away with a click. The door opens and he takes the pack of beers and box of chicken from you. "Go wash up. I'll save you your drumsticks." Place a hand on his cheek and pull him towards you. Your peck lands on his other cheek and he smiles.
"Sorry about tonight, Oppa." A burp escapes past your lips, relieving your tummy from a fair bit of pressure. "No worries, Yuri-yah," he says as he takes a sip from his own can. "I'm just glad you got home safe." You both turn back to the TV; try to ignore its unnecessary and unintelligible noises as well as the swelling of your heart. The alcohol's heat rises higher and higher, from your chest to your cheeks to your ears. Your head grows heavy, but a familiar hand guides it to lay on a sturdy shoulder. Within seconds, the world went dark.
Wake to his adorable light snoring. The moon shines high outside the nearly-totally curtained window. He shifts slightly, adjusts, and tightens his hold around your waist. Under the covers, the warmth of his leg between yours and his chest to your back provide comfort after a long day. Find his hand sandwiched by both of yours, and kiss his palm a thank you kiss.
Find his mercy in an unforgiving world. See his love speckled across a dark night. Fight the turbulence of people and schedules and things out-of-the-way, and fly into the bliss of a love that holds no debts.
In the morning, he will kiss you before getting up and cooking your favorite breakfast. You will stir much later, and when he finds you he will wrap you in his arms again. Think to yourself:
My hands on his cheeks,
our eyes respectfully closed,
my lips on his own.
He deserves nothing less.
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