Warmth

It’s cold.

The remnants of a two-hour rain was enveloping your whole entire body. You loved it, yes, but it was taking a toll on you as well.

Damnit, why am I so sensitive to the fucking cold?

A thick blue blanket and a body pillow was your best friend, giving you a sense of warmth. This was unfortunately useless as you were still shivering under your blanket.

What time is it? I’m too lazy to get up…

Move your limbs around. Still cold. Curl up into a ball with your knees close to your chest. Nope, didn’t work. Cover your head with some pillows. Nothing.

All you wanted was a good sleep. Two long classes and a half day work shift have really worn you out. When you got back home, the sun was already on the other side of the world. Your drowsiness continues as you make yourself comfortable, even in the shower. Thank the heavens that you still had the energy to drag yourself into bed rather than sleeping on the wet tile floor.

Until mother nature decided to fuck with you and forced you to stay awake because of your weakness to the cold.

Guess I’ll just stay here and wait for my eyes to magically close.

Empty thoughts run through your head as time goes by. Because of the silence of your room, you feel like you could listen to everything perfectly—your breathing, your heartbeat and a faint sound of footsteps.

Wait, footsteps?

Before you knew it, the door to your bedroom was opened by someone. Your head pops out of the blanket, instantly remembering who was the only person who can get into your apartment so easily.

Jung Jinsol.

“Jinsol? W-Why are you here?” you asked as Jinsol closed the door behind her.

She looks at you with a confused face. “Why can’t I? I got a few free days.“

Almost immediately, she jumps onto your bed and joins you under the blanket. Still hugging onto your body pillow tightly, you move closer and face her on your left. Jinsol softly smiles at your actions.

"Someone’s cold.”

“W-Well, it can’t be h-helped. Brr. Aren’t y-you cold?”

“A bit. Went on a date with Yerim before practice, so I was breaking some sweat.”

“Oh…”

“Long day?”

“Yeah, h-had two classes and w-work today. Brr.”

It then went quiet for a while. You hug your body pillow tighter, face buried in it while Jinsol admires you secretly. Letting out a sigh, she suddenly gets closer to your body and takes away the pillow that you’re hugging.

“Hey—”

Jinsol brought you into a tight hug, wrapping her arms on your neck and resting her head on your shoulder. Your eyes widened at the sudden act but eventually, you eased in by putting your hands on her waist.

“Still cold?”

“Yeah. Even more now.” you teased, earning a gentle punch on your back. “Ow! Okay sorry sorry!”

“Meanie.”

“Joking. It feels better now.”

Satisfied at your answer, Jinsol deepens the hug, both of your chests were closer than ever. One of her legs then moves over to rest on your hips, locking herself to your body. Usually all of this would make your loins burn with a lustful desire. But it seems that you had no horny thoughts at all, given by how warm and comfortable your girlfriend feels in your arms.

“Babe.” She called.

“Hm?”

“Look at me.”

Both of you move your head back at the same time to face each other. Her eager gaze instantly tells you everything she wanted—a kiss. She didn’t give you enough time to prepare yourself as she initiated the kiss with no hesitation.

Soft yet passionate, sweet yet strong, soothing yet vehement. That is how you would describe Jinsol’s kiss. There was no feeling of lust and no tongue flicking action. It was just pure love for one another.

A few minutes passes by until Jinsol finally ends the kiss. She then lays her head on your chest, turning it into her pillow. You watch her intently.

“Please, stay with me.”

You smile. The hug tightens.

“Always.”

In this world full of zero, I have found warmth, that is you.