Sweet Affair

"Hey, you're awake?"

A hoarse voice full of exhaustion.

But it sounded very sexy.

I knew it so well.

I smiled widely as I felt the touch of her warm hand on my waist. The room temperature was too cold, making me pull the blanket tighter around my bare body from last night's touches. Ugh, last night...

"Babe?"

Just ignore it.

I deliberately stayed silent with a suppressed smile, of course with both eyes still tightly closed.

Honestly, because I was still very tired from facing his stamina last night.

On the other hand, I also wanted to know how far he would go.

Creak.

Sure enough.

The bed suddenly moved, and now I could feel his breath on the back of my neck along with an embrace that increasingly trapped my body within his tall frame.

Ssshh..

That was ticklish. Sensitive spot. My nape.

At that moment, I also heard his light chuckle.

Okay, I lose. Tsk.

He must have clearly felt my body tense up the moment he nose touched my sensitive spot.

"You know, Darling?" He started monologuing.

Knowing him for years made me discover my hidden supernatural power;

being able to recognize his facial expression from the tone of his voice even though he was hundreds of kilometers away from me.

And right now, it was clear there was a crooked smile, with both of his eyes also closed, just like mine.

The more he spoke, the more the hairs on the back of my neck stood up from the ticklish sensation of his warm breath.

"You're not good at pretending to sleep. So, don't force it like how you're an expert at making me fall asleep first."

Thump.

"Just like last night."

I bit my nail. She brought it up.

"You were so aggressive."

"Being a moaning mess on top of me."

Shit. My face heated up.

"Moving like waves."

I. know. I. enjoyed. it. way. too. much. until. I. forgot. everything.

"Sweating like crazy."

And regret always comes too late. Ugh, he deliberately teasing me!

But still.

The words from his sweet mouth always manage to make my heart flutter with flowers. And they even erase the slight pain left from last night.

God, I'm so whipped for him.

Haaaaah.

"Hey?"

He stroked my arm while slightly lifting his body from his position, now hovering over me from the side. I turned my head upward and met his pair of soft, sincere eyes accompanied by a subtle yet sweet smile. He kept gently caressing my arm without stopping, at least until he kissed and sniffed my cheek as if I were a little baby. I closed my eyes in a comfortable smile.

"Happy birthday."

My heart felt like it melted weakly when he whispered that right in my ear. Such a sweet voice... I was surprised because I thought he had forgotten?

"Y-you still remember?"

His eyebrows immediately furrowed in confusion, and it was adorable. "You think I would forget the birthday of the woman who always rules my heart and mind? That's impossible."

Oh God...

One of my hands reached for his head above, with his slightly messy hair. I tilted my head, then pulled him closer to give three light kisses on our lips. Until the last kiss, when he started to get drunk on it, I didn't pull our faces apart and spoke with our warm lips still touching. "Thank you."

I could feel his lips slowly forming a wide smile.

"Saranghae, Sohee-ya."

(I love you, Sohee.)