This is my love
Love is pure
Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is where you feel safe around them
Love is where their happiness is what matters to you the most
Love is where you want to be with constantly
All the time
Every hour, Every minute, Every second
With you
Only
You…….
Nightmares happen often, more often than anyone would like. Sometimes once or twice a week. Sometimes not for an entire month. It all really depends on how much stress and anxiety someone carries. Some people also get recurring nightmares as well, sometimes the same ones from their childhood.
Now, you may be wondering why I'm talking about nightmares.
Well, I've recently been getting nightmares more frequently now. Almost every other day and they are....unusual to say the least. Sometimes they are connected or related but sometimes its completely different
Like right now, my nightmare is waking up to someone's foot planted squarely on my face.
“Ugh, disgusting!" I exclaimed, moving her absurdly clean feet away from my face. I sit up against the headboard and glance down at the bed.
Eunchae is still fast asleep, sprawled across the mattress like a starfish after a shipwreck. Somehow, despite starting the night on her own side of the bed, she has migrated into every available inch of mine.
Carefully slipping out from beneath the silk blanket, a ridiculous five-hundred-dollar purchase I somehow convinced myself was necessary when we first moved in together, I stretched before making my way to the bathroom.
“Hmm, maybe I need to go to the salon soon.” I mumble, staring at my reflection, seeing my hair has reached my waist.
“Where’s my hairpin..Hmm?” I notice something new on the sink, a purple lotus hairpin, which is weird cause she never wears hairclips.
“Where did she get this? Maybe it’s a gift or something from her photoshoot.”
Before I could think of anything else, a pair of hands slither their way around my waist and a head resting on my shoulder giving me goosebumps as a warm tingling feeling spread across my body. The same warm sensation that makes me weak every single day for the past 3 years.
“Good morning Unnie.” says Eunchae in her soft morning voice
“Good morning, Eunchae. You had a good sleep.” I reply, turning around to face her, staring back at her round eyes. “When did you get home last night?”
“Hmm, 1am? I don’t know, I was too tired to check my phone.I went to straight to the bathroom and then to bed” replies Eunchae
“But not too tired to steal a hairpin from your photoshoot?” I said bringing up the purple lotus hairpin and showing it to her.
Something flickers in her eyes before she responds softly “ Yea, my bad. I’ll bring it back later today during practice.”
“You better remember. The logistics department holds grudges. They are still upset with the broken mic from a couple years ago, when you forgot to take it off before jumping into the pool.” I tease her, dropping the subject
“Hmph, it was only once.” said Eunchae with her signature pout
Rubbing my hand against her cheeks, she smiles cheerfully which made me smile in return.
“Come on, let's get ready, we only have a couple of hours together before your dance practice. I want to go get groceries and do a bit of shopping.” I started, turning back towards the sink to finish my morning routine.
As I reach for the tap
“Ohh” I suddenly moan, caught completely off guard. I feel my right breast being squeezed harshly as another slither down my abdomen.
“Eunchae-ya” I whines softly
“Hmm Unnie, maybe we can play a bit before we go.” echo a raspy playful voice into my ear.
“Ohh my”
“You want to play huh, what do you want to play?” I questioned, knowing exactly well what that meant. Eunchae may be known as the go happy kid that recharges everyone with her energy, but only you know a side of her where she makes use of that ability in another way. To say the least, whenever she said play it usually ended up with Eunchae completely destroying me and depriving me from everything.
xoxo