#c:woosung

Woosung watched the other pacing the room a bit looking for their shirt, he didn’t have the heart to tell them that the shirt they were looking for, he was currently wearing. He sat up a bit in bed scooting over to the edge reaching his hand out to softly grab their forearm “Ya know, we’ve done this multiple times, we fall in bed with one another, and you rush out of here to leave, but I was hoping maybe this time would be different.” He looked at the other with pleading eyes begging them to maybe stay before he softly spoke “I just….I want you to stay and hold me, just for a bit longer before you leave. Please?” Woosung couldn’t help it, sure they had stated in the beginning it would be a no strings attached relationship, but he couldn’t help himself, Woosung wore his heart on his sleeve and it was inevitable he would catch feelings eventually.

Woosung sipped his latte slowly as he watched the other, a sad smile on his face, it was a long day, and most times the only one keeping him sane was the person sitting in front of him. He placed his cup down reaching out for their hand squeezing it softly “You know, I don’t say it nearly enough, but I’m rather thankful for you.” He lifted their hand pressing a sweet kiss to the back of their hand “You’re always there for me, and I need to remind you more how special you are to me.”