So I wrote a hurt/comfort MunHa kiss because Iâm 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 Munâs breath rattling through him where their hands are still clasped together. Itâs hard to hear much of anything over the rhythm her pulse pounds in her ears. That was too close â way too close.
Facing that demon has upturned the still-loose soil sheâd buried her grief under these past few weeks. And Mun. God, sheâd 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 parentsâ murder flashes across her eyes and sends a lance through Ha-naâs chest. The grip on her hand doesnât feel real enough and suddenly heâs too far away. Sheâd wanted so badly to run to him but she couldnât. But now heâs here, heâs alive, and heâs 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 â 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.
âIâm sorry,â she murmurs, her eyes hot.
She feels him shake his head against her shoulder. âI wanted you to do it. I wanted to see.â
âI almost got you killed.â
âBut you didnât.â
Ha-naâs voice is hoarse. âBut I almost did.â
Mun lifts his head abruptly and faces her. His eyes are gentle, his voice firm as he repeats âBut you didnât.â He cups her cheek and brushes away a fresh tear with the pad of his thumb.
Itâs an accident, really. A vortex of guilt that spirals out of control and touches his mind, digging for forgiveness she doesnât feel she deserves. By the time she realizes what sheâs doing, itâs too late to undo. Sheâs already seen what heâs thinking. Something on Ha-naâs 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 sheâll regret chasing it later. But how could she when Munâs lips are this soft? Heâs slow to kiss her back. Gentle and unsure quickly becomes breathless and needy â more than a little sloppy. She tugs him closer â presses herself against him, rakes her hands through his hair. Heâs here, heâs alive, and sheâs happily drowning in him. Theyâre getting carried away. Probably. Almost definitely. But Ha-na canât 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.
Itâs more of a whimper, really. And itâs 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?
âLeave the door ajar,â 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.
âI should probably go before you get in more trouble with your grandparents,â Ha-na says. âWill you be okay?â
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. Heâs not much taller than she is, she realizes. His face is so close, she could kiss him again so easily if she wanted to. Heâs watching her from beneath his lashes with a question in his eyes. She doesnât know how to answer it without ripping her heart out and laying it bare. So she doesnât.
âThere, now you donât look likeâŠâ Ha-na trails off. The reality of the kiss sinking deep into the pit of her stomach. Sheâs taken a step off into the deep end, thereâs no going back and itâs terrifying.
âThanks.â Munâs 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 â but the sinking sensation is absent.
âSee you tomorrow?â Mun asks like sheâs not at the noodle shop every day.
The corner of Ha-naâs mouth twitches. âYeah.â She looks forward to it.
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Muito obrigada Fedrigoni Club Portugal pelo bonito texto.
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Ei pequena, não liga pra essa distùncia, eu mudo minha vida. mudo meus planos e sempre vou ai te ver, quando sentir a minha falta, fecha os olhos e escuta "aquela musica". A gente vai dormir juntas, acordar juntas, almoçar juntas .. tudo no mesmo horårio, uma cuidando da outra mesmo que de longe, por sms. Vamos estar unidas. E quando eu chegar ai a saudade vai ser tanta, que um minuto vai ser mais perfeito que o Outro. Vem cå pequena? e Seja minha, só minha .. Porque eu jå sou sua. Jå mudei meus planos, jå estou melhorando a minha vida pra te ter nela, vem cå? Deixa eu mostrar que te amo? Deixa eu mostrar a todos que encontrei a mulher da minha vida.. deixa pequena?
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