So I wrote a hurt/comfort MunHa kiss because I’m trash. It may or may not appear in a more polished state on AO3 if we ever get a tag, but here you go.
[Spoilers for Episode 6]
Summary: The dive into Mun's memory takes a dangerous turn. The demon that killed his parents nearly kills him. Almost losing Mun shakes loose some unexpected feelings in Ha-na.
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They slide off the bed as one onto the floor. She feels more than hears Mun’s breath rattling through him where their hands are still clasped together. It’s hard to hear much of anything over the rhythm her pulse pounds in her ears. That was too close – way too close.
Facing that demon has upturned the still-loose soil she’d buried her grief under these past few weeks. And Mun. God, she’d been such an idiot. She thought she was helping him. Make him relive his greatest trauma. What a great idea. Nearly get him killed in the process. Even better. She blinks free fresh tears and turns to see Mun doing the same.
The image of him lying prone and bloodied by the wreck of his parents’ murder flashes across her eyes and sends a lance through Ha-na’s chest. The grip on her hand doesn’t feel real enough and suddenly he’s too far away. She’d wanted so badly to run to him but she couldn’t. But now he’s here, he’s alive, and he’s within reach. He watches her, lost and vulnerable and she hates the pain she sees in his face. She squeezes his hand and he folds into her. His arms come up around her back – he clings to her like a lifeline, his face buried in the crook of her neck.
Ha-na wraps one arm around him. Her other hand curls into the hair at the nape of his neck. His shaky breath is hot against her skin.
“I’m sorry,” she murmurs, her eyes hot.
She feels him shake his head against her shoulder. “I wanted you to do it. I wanted to see.”
“I almost got you killed.”
“But you didn’t.”
Ha-na’s voice is hoarse. “But I almost did.”
Mun lifts his head abruptly and faces her. His eyes are gentle, his voice firm as he repeats “But you didn’t.” He cups her cheek and brushes away a fresh tear with the pad of his thumb.
It’s an accident, really. A vortex of guilt that spirals out of control and touches his mind, digging for forgiveness she doesn’t feel she deserves. By the time she realizes what she’s doing, it’s too late to undo. She’s already seen what he’s thinking. Something on Ha-na’s expression must have given it away because Mun seems to realize what just happened. He stills to stone, color fast creeping up his cheeks.
The impulse she saw is contagious. A little voice suggests she’ll regret chasing it later. But how could she when Mun’s lips are this soft? He’s slow to kiss her back. Gentle and unsure quickly becomes breathless and needy – more than a little sloppy. She tugs him closer – presses herself against him, rakes her hands through his hair. He’s here, he’s alive, and she’s happily drowning in him. They’re getting carried away. Probably. Almost definitely. But Ha-na can’t bring herself to care. Her mind is full of the salty tang left by his tears as she slides her tongue along his lower lip and the soft moan that escapes as his lips part for her.
It’s more of a whimper, really. And it’s so cute. Mun has no right being this cute.
The door latch clicks and the moment shatters like glass. Mun scrambles away, nearly falling onto his back. When had he crawled into her lap?
“Leave the door ajar,” his grandfather scolds. Blessedly, he does not peek his head in.
She stands and clears her throat, as if she did it forcefully enough it could also dispel the awkwardness sucking the oxygen out of the room.
“I should probably go before you get in more trouble with your grandparents,” Ha-na says. “Will you be okay?”
She sees him nod out of the corner of her eye. She goes over to him, bats his hand away from his futile attempts at fixing his hair. He lowers his head to make it easier for her. He’s not much taller than she is, she realizes. His face is so close, she could kiss him again so easily if she wanted to. He’s watching her from beneath his lashes with a question in his eyes. She doesn’t know how to answer it without ripping her heart out and laying it bare. So she doesn’t.
“There, now you don’t look like…” Ha-na trails off. The reality of the kiss sinking deep into the pit of her stomach. She’s taken a step off into the deep end, there’s no going back and it’s terrifying.
“Thanks.” Mun’s voice is quiet.
His hands cupping either side of her face steady her a little. The tenderness in his expression is blinding. Ha-na closes her eyes, filled with the giddy sort of dread that accelerates as you approach the peak of a rollercoaster. His lips touch hers, warm and gentle. The thrill of the fall washes through her.
When he pulls away this time, she feels a sense of loss – but the sinking sensation is absent.
“See you tomorrow?” Mun asks like she’s not at the noodle shop every day.
The corner of Ha-na’s mouth twitches. “Yeah.” She looks forward to it.
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Aga kong natulog kagabi ah. Dahil ba sa sama ng loob. O dahil nabadtrip lang niya ako kagabi. Haha. Okay. XD Teka nga. Gagawa muna ko dito sa loob ng bahay. Nagbubunganga na si Madirrrrr. :) Papaliguan ko pa mga aso. Uggggh.
From this point foward, this blog will be running for two towns! Dever and Hamuna, short for Hamunaptra! (Which is my boyfriend, Bogg's, town.) I'm so excited to see how his town plays out :3 He's got some real cuties in his town.
So far he has Skye, Beau, Lyman, Freckles, and T-Bone. Now to hunt down Ankha and Lucky!
Nakakapanlumong isipin na, sinabi sayo nung taong gusto mo yung gusto niya sa isang babae tapos, alam mo sa sarili mo na hindi ikaw yun. Haaay. Wala e.
