She was aphonic for that fraction of time taking in his touch, his breath and his voice, despite not being present at the said moment, was still on her head. She feels the explosion within her, a burst of all the worries she had being left on the front door. Then she knows, it wasn’t a thing she felt alone, it was mutual. They lock eyes, her smile a mirror of his. Then she rolls a little closer, getting lost on his arms and scent.
In that moment the rest of the people in the world become nothing at all, it was just them.The house was indeed beautiful, with wooden panels along the corridors, ornate chandeliers, and oil paintings of old men and woman in traditional clothing. The set reminds her why they would never fit in the eyes of the upper society, she had no titles under her name or a fancy background to hold on to. What she had? A brain. A vast amount of expertises from various treatises and things she discovered and it was better then any suffix after her name.
In their embrace, her lips brushed softly against the pale skin in the curve of her neck, leaving a small, red-tinted mark on the spot. As he holds her deeply, a wave of crimson solace runs through her entire body. Her balminess is rousing as she plants humble and very soft kisses along his jawline. It was only a small touch yet so endearing. “- I like this,” she says quietly"- I like when you are being yourself.“
And she realized that she prized herself better when he was around. She acted effortlessly, she was sincere.
the current moment seemed unceasing, as it laid significance in every manner. who knew that a single person could designate such a thing? accruing such astounding feeling in one, however, in the past—he could only abide it in the form of a trance. though, she was there with him. in his arms. plausibly pondering of the very same thing as him, not just latching onto one another. two beings bind together in their own sphere.
it had been an excellent when soohyuk voiced out that small intention of bringing daldal along to the outskirts of the countryside, giving her a glance into his grandparents’ home, which they permitted for the younger to abide for the night. the elderly couple seemed to be taken an interest to the guest, as they were seen querying her with a set of questions. they were curious after all, since he had brought a different girl rather than his said ‘wife-to-be’. and it actually didn’t afford her an extended amount of time to charm them afterwards.
all in all, the former was contented when they articulated that they approved of her. finding no fault to their abrupt retreat, the male shared a close relationship with them. being rather affectionate as they revered both of their grandchildren, as they were highly aware of how severe his relationship with that father of his. he then felt a gentle brush on the jawline, reverting to a giddy smile out. “i’ve always been myself,” letting a small grin before adding, “at least when i’m with you,”
eventually placing a deep smooch on her forehead, before planting one more on her hair. taking in the floral scent of hers in.
