#kleguin

Por espacio de horas o días vivió en un vacío, una oquedad seca y mísera sin pasado ni futuro. Las paredes se alzaban tiesas alrededor. En el otro lado había silencio. Tenía los brazos y las nalgas doloridos a causa de las inyecciones; tuvo fiebre, una fiebre que nunca llegaba al delirio, pero que lo mantenía flotando entre la razón y la sinrazón, una tierra de nadie. El tiempo no transcurría. no había tiempo. Él era el tiempo: solo él. Era el río, la flecha, la piedra. Pero no avanzaba. La piedra lanzada seguía suspendida en el punto medio. No había día ni noche. A veces el doctor apagaba la luz, o la encendía. había un reloj de pared junto a la cama; la manecilla iba y venía sin sentido de una a otra de las veinte cifras de la esfera.

Our fingers brush lovingly as I reach for the phone and talk to mother, calming her down and assuring her I am alright and that Junmyeon and I are getting along. I turn off as I get out of bed, searching for new clothes. I change into the bathroom, then follow him to the kitchen. "Let me help you." I smile, wanting to be busy. With him. Perhaps it's going to help, stimulate my mind. "I can cook whatever you teach me." I hum as if I am a student waiting for my first lesson.

"I'm fine." I reply, squeezing his fingers. "The kiss helped a lot. And..." I'm about to say I wouldn't mind getting more kisses when Junmyeon's phone rings. As he picks up, I immediately recognize my mom's voice. Of course she is going to catch up with him. As I could see, she loves him. "Is she alright? Did she sleep well?" Mom asks kindly, waiting patiently for an answer. I squeeze his hand again.

"Thank you." I hum, genuinely happy that we kissed, because my heart feels at peace. Which is weird, since I freaked out when he showed me my panties and toys. "I feel better now." I let him know, searching for his hand and intertwining our fingers. "Please, don't be scared of me." I whisper, almost pleading. "I don't want you to."

(Bruhh Tumblr is a hoe lmao) our lips are swollen from the kiss as I look into his eyes, ignoring his words and smiling softly. Kissing him just... calms me down. And it's the type of calm I need. I don't push it, lying down again and nuzzling into his neck once again. "Not your fault. I kissed you. I liked it." I admit, smiling again. "You're a good kisser."

His lips are softer and warmer than I thought, making me notice I had actually thought about it. I sigh, head tilted so he can kiss me further. I don't know exactly what has gotten into me, especially as I roll on top of him, both thighs on each side of his body. I tug at his hair, caressing it gently.

I feel surprised to notice I am wrapped into his arms, his cute eyes staring at me as if he is asking me not to leave. I look right back into his eyes, softened up and just drinking from his love. The love he is showing me, which is so deep and wide and warm all I can do is to pull closer and connect our lips, eyes closing as I do so.

It's so warm and soft into his arms, so comfortable I soon fall asleep. I haven't been sleeping well since the accident, and my heart is always hurting, so it is nice to finally give myself a little rest. My lips are attached to his neck as I sleep, my sleepy hums sending warm vibrations to Junmyeon's skin. I don't even dream, my ears blessed with the sound of his breath.