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@❛ junyoung l. "touché." she rolls her eyes at his retort, although she doesn't say anything to deny it either. there's a simper on her face and she wiggles her shoulders slightly when he tugs on the hem of his (read: now hers) shirt. "can't blame them. your shirts are quite comfortable, y'know? your hoodies too. won't be long before you'll need to restock on them." she merely quirks an eyebrow up at him, her eyes flickering from his face to his lap and then back to his face. there's no way he thinks she'd start her day off by straddling him without consuming some food first. instead of complying to his wishes, she instead pushes one of the omelettes towards him and puts a fork into his grasp. "dessert comes after breakfast. now eat."

@❛ chaeyoung p. the sudden wet feeling at the tip of his nose makes him scrunch it in distaste, tongue darting out between his lips as if it'd. reach the whipped cream. instead, he wipes it off with his finger and pops it into his mouth, the finger clean before wiping it off with a napkin. "officially? so you're implying that unofficially i was a snack to you, right?" smugly, he crosses his arms across his chest, chin pointed upwards. it's all playful, and he can't help but appreciate how light hearted things are now. her next inquiry makes him laugh and he tugs at the hem of the shirt resting on her frame right now, the clothes significantly larger than her body, far too long for her. "mm, no. i think i have a shirt thief in my closet or something. they keep disappearing." complying, he sits down and pats his lap, looking at her expectantly. he was going to seize every moment they had together.

@❛ junyoung l. the feeling of his arms around her waist bring a smile to her face. but she tugs away from him anyways, turning around in his embrace only to smear his nose with her finger, using some of the homemade whipped cream she had prepared earlier. "now, you're officially a snack. junyoung, the white-nosed reindeer." she tells him with a chuckle, the mischievous glimmer in her eyes indicating that she was far from being apologetic. she pops the tip of her index finger into in search of the remaining remnants of the cream before she takes in his appearance. "what, no shirt?" she asks with a cheeky grin, well aware that he's shirtless because his shirt is actually on her right now. "you'll get kisses later, promise. now eat?"

@❛ chaeyoung p. "just wanted a kiss from my pretty girlfriend before i did anything else." each step that he takes wakes him up, and as soon as the toothbrush is ed into his hand, he gives her a pointed look before shoving the toothpaste covered thing into his mouth. as she leaves he gives her a pat and leans against the doorframe, eyes closed to revel in the little rest that he can get before he has to wake up for the day. a clean face and brushed teeth later, junyoung walks to the table, feeling more alert and happier, less tense now that he knows his /girlfriend/ is here to stay. securing her body against his through a hug to her waist from behind, he buries his nose into her neck before plucking a waffle from the plate and popping it into his mouth. "mm, this is so good. you promised kisses to me later, by the way. i'm expecting that after breakfast."

@❛ junyoung l. her nose scrunches in return, her hand gently pushing him away. "you have morning breath, sir. go brush your teeth, and then kiss me all you want." chaeyoung knows he's aware that she's merely joking, but hopefully it'll give him some motivation to get ready faster because she's very hungry. a cheeky grin adorning her face for good measure, she guides him towards the bathroom and hands him his toothbrush. "and good morning to you, handsome." with that, she leaves him to get ready and instead opts to set the table for when he's ready to eat. it's not the first time they've had breakfast after a night together, but it seems everything has changed in perspective ever since he officially asked her to be his girlfriend.

@❛ chaeyoung p. the pillow hits the bed with a dull thud and he looks over at it longingly, wanting to succumb back into the sweet, comforting arms of slumber. but the waft of a sweet and savory aroma is all that it takes to make him finally slip out of bed, squeezing his girlfriend's hands as he groans and stretches his arms out above his head. he twists his body some, trying to ease the muscles awake before running a hand down his face in an attempt to wake himself up. "i know, i know." arms loosely curl around chaeyoung's waist, bumping their foreheads together to nuzzle their noses before he sneaks in a quick kiss to her full lips. "morning to you too, beautiful."

@❛ junyoung l. "out of all the things i tried, i can't believe that was the only one to work." there's disbelief apparent in her tone and she shakes her head for the nth time that morning. she grabs his outstretched hands, tugging on them as if that would get him out of bed. "yeah, you sure bet it does. but if you don't get up and freshen up, you're not getting any." she lets go of his hand, hoping the threat will work, and instead bends over to pick up the pillow he threw on the floor. throwing it back onto bed, she quirks an eyebrow as she turns back to him as if wondering why he still wasn't getting up. "you know i will eat with breakfast with or without you."

@❛ chaeyoung p. each call of his name falls on deaf ears. he's well into his dreamlike state of complete sleep, lips pressed up into her pillow and slightly parted as he breathes in and out. his chest rises and falls with each of his breaths and he tightens his arms around the pillow, digging himself deeper into the blanket. everything is perfect, until he hears a deafening yell and the blankets are ripped off of his body. eyes snap open out of panic and he hears the last few sentences of her threat, sitting straight up with anger in his eyes once it registers. "what?! no!" the pillow is tossed to the side of the bed and he's about to grab at chaeyoung's hands, only to notice the faint smell of food that wafts into his senses. "oh. that smells good."

@❛ junyoung l. chaeyoung comes back into her room a whole forty-five minutes later, the smell of freshly toasted eggo waffles and seasoned omelettes wafting throughout her apartment. although she's not surprised to see jun still deep in sleep, the sight of him cradling her pillow makes her snort. clucking her tongue against the roof of , she puts her hands on her hips once more as she leans against the door frame of her bedroom. she calls out his name, but silence greets her. she tries again. and again. sighing in frustration, she blows her bangs out of her line of vision before she walks over to the bed and tugs the blankets off of him. "lee junyoung, if you do not wake up right now, i am going on the date!!!!!"

@❛ chaeyoung p. for the first time in what feels like forever, junyoung falls asleep with peace. his heart doesn't feel so heavy anymore, his mind at ease. the ceiling doesn't taunt him anymore, nor do the stars or the moon. each one that reminded him of chaeyoung at night, now are beautiful reminders that lull him to sleep. his arms seem to instinctively curl around her figure the entire night, tight against his chest, breathing easy. the morning fails to faze him, the sunlight doing little to rouse him from his sleep. he was always a heavy sleeper, but the ease that had settled into his chest comforted him to the point where he probably wouldn't be opening his eyes unless quite literally rolled out of bed. as chaeyoung slips out of his arms, his limp arm falls against the bed and he buries his nose into her pillow, the soft fragrance of her shampoo filling his senses and lulling him back to stillness.

@❛ junyoung l. bright rays of sunshine seep through the thin curtains in the bedroom, softly creeping in until they directly hit chaeyoung's face. slowly but surely, her eyes squint their way open and she crinkles her nose in distaste as she's met with the glare of the sunlight. today is not the first time she has waken up with junyoung in her arms, but it is significantly different than the other times because now he's all hers. only hers. the thought makes her smile softly as she watches him snore, still lost in dreamland, as she carefully unwinds herself from the embrace as to not wake him. she heads to the bathroom to freshen up, but it seems he's still asleep when she's done brushing her teeth and doing her skincare routine. she furrows her eyebrows as she looks at him, bringing her hands up to her hips and shakes her head but lets him sleep anyways. in fact, she even bends over to fix the blankets so his half- figure is completely enveloped in them before she heads out of the bedroom and into the kitchen so she can wake him up with some breakfast.

@❛ chaeyoung p. syllables mesh together until all he can feel is his body's magnetized draw towards her, his face pressed up into her chest so he can hear the dull thud of her heart. his eyes flutter shut and the exhaustion of being so tense, of trying to convince her to stay with him, finally marks its toll on his body. tiredness seeps bone deep and his arms cradle her so close that one would think he was holding onto her for dear life. as he tangles their legs together it's difficult to discern where exactly she begins and he ends, but he likes it this way, bodies entangled just like the strings of their relationship had over the years. languidly, he finds himself kissing at her arms, her clothed chest, pulling her hands up to brush over her small hands as adulation permeates what feels like every pore in his body. "cuddle." only to pull off his shirt, folding it loosely and hanging it over the bedside table before going back to his previous position.

@❛ junyoung l. park chaeyoung decides that lee junyoung looks the most gorgeous long after midnight, when lithe limbs are meshed together and their silken skin touches like lovers do. he made her feel uncontrollably giddy and she has never felt so desperate yet satisfied at the same time. her stomach erupts with the most delicate butterflies every time his teeth sinks into her skin, his fingers carve their imprint into her thighs, his guttural moans bless her ears with their sound. and yet, she could care less about the intimacy. "come here," her voice is soft, tones of love and admiration lacing the words she spoke. she cradles his face within her hands and leans in to kiss him, reluctantly pulling away so she can cradle his head and pull his face into her chest. her roseate tiers press a gentle smooch onto his forehead before she nuzzles her nose within his brunette locks and smiles in content. "you can do that tomorrow. cuddle?"

@❛ chaeyoung p. the way she calls out his name is so addictive, like a chime in the wind that he finds himself drawn to without any second thoughts. the saccharine taste of her skin on his lips is too good to stop, teeth biting into the otherwise unmarred flesh to leave his mark. under the force of his constant nibbling and and abuse, it blooms red and obvious, which leaves an incredible satisfaction settling deep in his chest. "i love you too. i love you so ing much." his voice is guttural and raw with emotion, reverberating in the crook of her neck that he finds himself busying tainting with his lips. hands can't seem to stop themselves from roaming over her form, from her face to her arms, her waist down to her hips. fingers press into her thighs, squeezing them in his hold as he tries to hold himself back from doing too much. they'd just gotten out of a fight and he doesn't know if she's ready yet, if she wants to do this with him tonight. lifting his lips just a hair away, he continues to brush his lips with featherlike motions down her torso, pushing her shirt up just enough so it bunches under her chest. each chaste kiss to her stomach comes with a word in between. "gonna make it up to you, i promise."

@❛ junyoung l. it is not her first time seeing him smile, but chaeyoung absolutely finds it beautiful to witness the way his eyes crinkle upwards in the way she absolutely adores and how his pearly whites seem to shine in all their brilliance. the way junyoung could still take her on a rollercoaster of emotions even years into this relationship completely astounded her, but she wasn't one to resist herself of such happiness. he’s built a home for himself within her soul. as he pushes her down onto the bed, the way he drags his breath and the feathery touch of his lips across her neck awakens a blaze in her soul like nothing else and the smile in her face is entirely too wide to hide. 'he's going to leave a mark,' her conscience told her. 'stop him before he does.' but she is too far gone in the moment to care at that point, willingly succumbing to the feel of his skin against hers. "lee junyoung," she calls out his name with a hushed tone, but it comes out more as a sultry moan instead. her arms reach out to twine themselves behind his nape, pulling him down so she can press her lips onto his. delicate whispers leave her lips and are muttered into the kiss. "i love you. holy , i'm so in love with you."

@❛ chaeyoung p. junyoung never thought he'd feel such relief hit him like a crash of wave upon wave. he feels the air in his lungs escape him just the way that the tension in his shoulders do, as he visibly relaxes. his hold on her is still tight, as if she'd somehow disappear into thin air right in front of him if he didn't. he'd do it for sure tonight. she deserved it, at the least. he'd strung her along for far too long, for too many years without reason. they'd finally settle together, in love and happy, and that gives him a renewed sense of calm that he hasn't felt in years. "i'll do it tonight." he reiterates, almost like chant for himself, a constant reminder of what's to come after the rage that would no doubt hit him when he broke the news to his girlfriend. "thank you, angel." junyoung finally feels his lips tug upward into a grateful smile, one laced with adoration as he lays her down on the bed properly, caging her body between his and the plush mattress. "i'll give you all of that and more, i promise." lips press soft kisses into her cheeks, her jaw, her neck and shoulders, anywhere he could reach. he hopes she can pick up the promises that he seals in each one, daring to leave a single mark on her nape, small and pink, yet definitively there. "i'll take you out on those cute dates, to the cafes and the museums, we'll go on drives together, too." at this point just the thought makes him giddy, and he has to let out a breathy laugh of elation. "god, i love you."

@❛ junyoung l. chaeyoung knows she shouldn't. time and time again, he has said the same words. over and over again, taking that risk has only hurt her. but why does this particular fight feel so different than the others? perhaps it was the way he had intertwined her fingers so tightly, as if he was afraid she'd leave him if she didn't. perhaps it was the way the green-eyed monster had come out in junyoung upon thinking about her with other men. whatever it may be, she's got her head within her heart once more and she can only nod at him. "alright. one last chance, baby." she offers as she stares at him with nothing but adoration in her eyes, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. "promise me you'll do it tonight. and if you do, i won't go on that date. i'll block his number." it wasn't like it'd hurt her too much if she did, anyways. the only man she had ever really wanted to take out on a date was right here, within her grasps. the thought makes her smile genuinely, and she flashes him her pearly white orbs. "don't be too upset, yeah?" she attempts to calm him down, still finding it slightly adorable how possessive he had gotten. "i want you, jun. all of you. not just behind closed doors or in the comfort of my home. i want you out on cute dates with me and i want you to come with me when the girls plan an outing with the guys. and if you grant me that, i'm yours."

@❛ chaeyoung p. it feels like the air is lightening a tad and there's relief in his chest. maybe she wouldn't go on that date after all. junyoung instinctively twirls a few strands of her hair around his finger, letting it wrap around the digit before he gives it a playful tug, the smile on her face bringing him unfiltered joy. he mirrors it, almost leaning in to steal a kiss from her lips, but he stops himself because he's unsure if this is just a moment of happiness before she tries to kick him out again. "i mean it this time. i'll break up with her." her golden hair untangles itself from his finger and he takes her hand, interlocking their fingers. his grip is tight, as if she'd disappear right off his lap if he didn't hold her close. but she was right, he was used to having her around. but it wasn't because she was a constant in his life that he needed her. he loved her, how many times was he supposed to say it before she realized that he was serious about it this time? that he'd throw away his past and lay it all down at her feet, right there? "i'm not some booty call, chae. you know that. we do a hell of a lot more than have with each other." he has to grit out the words, a bitter taste on his tongue as he says them. "i won't hurt you anymore. you'll have me all to yourself, and you all to me. give me one more chance, angel."

@❛ junyoung l. despite the seriousness of the situation they were in, chaeyoung cannot help but let out a chortle. "isn't this amusing? you're so worked up over a date that hasn't even happened yet. but here i am, putting up with years of your girlfriend bull." she doesn't do anything, doesn't fight the way he's holding her so close that she can hear the rapid beat of his (probably angry) heart, doesn't try to wiggle her way out of his grasps. his arms are her home after all. "you've said that before how many times now, jun? how can i be sure? don't say things without meaning them." she scolds with a cluck of her tongue, a cheeky grin surfacing on her lips just moments after. she gazes into the eyes of her beloved once more, the playfulness quickly fading as she thinks about the circumstances they're in. she knew time wasn't on their side. how could it be, when they were two sinners after all? but she had hoped they would have more than this. "you're just used to having me around, jun. you'll get used to it. and maybe it'll do us both good, you know? i've never been on a date before, so it's going to be fun. maybe if it works out, then i won't need to call you over anymore. we won't need to hurt people anymore, baby."

@❛ chaeyoung p. when he had first entangled himself in relations with park chaeyoung, he didn't know what he was getting into. she was a storm by all definitions, someone who had completely taken over his life and seduced him into leaving every night, craving more of her attention and her voice, her touch, the way she looked at him. it felt surface level at first, because she was someone so new and refreshing. yet as they spent more time together he knew, that she was a flavor so addictive that he found no more excuses. junyoung was utterly in love with this girl and he couldn't find himself going back to the normalcy of his past. and yet that storm is what hurts him the most, her words cutting deeper and deeper until it feels like she's snapping him into little pieces for vultures to feast on. had she felt like this too? is this what he was doing to her, this whole time? "don't--" he almost hisses out, the thought so repulsive. his chae in another man's arms, another man's home, another man's bed? calling out for someone that wasn't him, crying out so passionately the way that she did for him, but for another? jun reels her back in so their chests are flush against one another, a fire flickering in his eyes. what's hot like fury boils in his chest and his voice is gruff, rough with anger and jealousy. "don't ever say that, god." his arms secure her waist and he flattens his palm to her back, the other one threading through her hair to cup her jaw. "i'll do it. i'll break up with her tonight. just don't, please don't go on that date."

@❛ junyoung l. she wraps her arms around his nape, her head tilting to the side as if she's taking a moment to think about it. just one more chance, he says. but was she willing to take the risk of having him come back into her arms once more, telling her he can't do it? if lee junyoung were to ask her to, would park chaeyoung agree to be his side hoe forever? probably. actually, scratch that. she would say yes, and it was a shameful admission to have to make even in the privacy of her own thoughts. his questions are meant to deter her from going on the date, but seeing the possessive fire burn within him only makes her want to do it even more. her lips curl upwards into a crooked smirk, one of her hands reaching up to cup his cheek within her palm so she can caress it with her thumb. "of course he doesn't, jun," she starts off softly, but there's a devilish glimmer within her eyes. "but he can learn. he can learn when he comes over and we cuddle watching old reruns. he can learn when i draw hearts on his food with sauce. he, too, can fall head over heels in love with me. i doubt it's hard." chaeyoung leans in closer to him so their lips are merely centimeters apart. her gaze flickers down to his lips. "he doesn't have to know how i sound when i'm in bed with you. he'll learn how i sound like when i moan for him too." and with that, she pulls away.

@❛ chaeyoung p. "i know it's not fair, i'm just asking you to give me one more chance. please." would he take that chance, though? would he actually break up with his girlfriend this time? junyoung doesn't know. he's tried, countless times. he's cornered his girlfriend, taken her out, got all ready to break her heart, to finally rip into it and say that he's fallen out of love with her. but he just couldn't do it. the words wouldn't leave his mouth, like someone had a hold on his throat and was choking him until the words passed. he sighs again, breath hot on his skin as he tugs chaeyoung onto his thigh, keeping one hand on hers to secure her. looking her in the eyes, he wonders how he could ever hurt her. those beautiful eyes, how could he not give in to her pleading? "i like you more. i love you and you know that. you know i'd do anything for you. does he know that you cry when you watch sad disney movies? does he know that you like it when you get those smiley faces on your plates in the morning? does he know how you sound when you're in bed with me? does he know that you have a guy completely head over heels in love with you?" at this point junyoung feels like he's being cruel, but if he can get her to eradicate the option of going on this date, then he'll have succeeded. and then he'll go home and break up with his girlfriend once and for all. he's sure of it. "does he?"

@❛ junyoung l. when he actually puts his shirt on, chaeyoung's heart drops. was he really just going to leave her like that? at the least, she thought she deserved more from him than a wordless goodbye. there's a twisted sense of triumph she feels when he comes to sit down next to her, but she doesn't say anything and just takes her shirt off. her hands work with the clasp of her bra, securing them before she tugs it around and puts her arms through their respective straps. "and why not?" she asks, quirking her eyebrow as she finally looks at him. "that's not fair now. you get to have a whole girlfriend at the side, but i can't even go on a date? some double standards you have." she merely comments and reaches for her shirt, tugging it on once more. "he really likes me, you know," she purposely adds, rubbing it in where it should hurt, feigning a giddy smile to purposely ignite rage within jun. "maybe he'll even become My boyfriend. you never know."

@❛ chaeyoung p. the impact of the shirt is nothing but the message that comes along with it feels like she's rubbing salt in the cuts of his heart. staring down at the shirt, he wonders if there's a way to project his mistakes so that he hadn't been the one to commit them. finding himself lost in a world where 'what if's give him false hope, he frowns and tugs the shirt on, but doesn't comply to her demands. instead he finds himself following after her, sitting down on the edge of her bed so she can't avoid looking at him. he's always loved how small she was next to him, the way she would tuck herself into his side and kiss his neck, how she'd slot perfectly into his chest while they were in the kitchen, cooking something up for their date night. but right now she seems so small for all the wrong reasons. chaeyoung was a confident young woman and he knew that, but had he broken her too much? "don't go on that date, chae. please, don't." it'll hurt too much to know that she's moving on. junyoung knows he's asking for too much, but he's selfish. "please."

@❛ junyoung l. they say actions speak louder than words do. but junyoung hadn't said anything, and neither had he done anything to rectify the situation they were in. and that is enough of an answer for chaeyoung. she doesn't want to do this. she really doesn't, but there seems to be no other option for her. she turns away from him and walks towards the floor near the edge of her bed, picking up his shirt and throwing it towards him. "not telling. shouldn't matter. put it on, and then lock the door when you leave." she doesn't even turn to look at him as she does so, doesn't even bother flashing him a parting smile. how's she supposed to? whenever jun's around, she thinks with her heart rather than her head. perhaps that's where it had all gone wrong. and if that's the root of the problem, she would fix it. she sits down at the edge of her bed, her hand reaching for the lace bra that he had carelessly discarded earlier. she'd put it on, and she'd call it a night.

@❛ chaeyoung p. her words are laced with poison and they drip into his veins until it feels like he's suffocating. he hadn't stayed so why had it hurt when she just threw his acts back into his face? the silence is deafening and there are so many words that he wants to say. he wants to say that he'll go back to his girlfriend and break up with her once and for all, cut all ties with her and live his life happy with her. but how is he supposed to say that to her when he's said the same thing before and never delivered? they're entangled in strings, when they had both meant for exactly the opposite when this had first started. they had meant for it to be a one time thing, a night where heated breaths and lustful touches were their only promises for the night. and yet it had become something that bloomed and festered over the years, until it permeated every memory of his. lost in his thoughts he can only try and think of ways where they come out of this unscathed, but her next words are like shards of ice that impale his heart. what? "you've got a date? with who? chae, what the ?" anger starts to ravage in his chest and it's like there are flames of fury in his gut, to his lungs, to his head where he can feel the heat. his girl, his love, out with another guy? "with who? who's the guy? when?"

@❛ junyoung l. [ she doesn't doubt HIS feelings for her OOPS QUICK FIX ]

@❛ junyoung l. her next words are bitter. venomous, even, and she's not sure where they came from. "obviously not grounded enough for you to stay with me." and when she says that, she means more than just staying the night. from the beginning, she knew she shouldn't have caved in. she knew she shouldn't have reached out to him after learning he had a girlfriend, but she did because she knew junyoung couldn't stay no to her. all it took was that damned first time before they were both stuck in this sinful liaison. it was supposed to be temporary and they both knew it. a quick fix, as others would call it. but somewhere along the way, they had blurred the lines. chaeyoung was getting tired of fooling around with someone, and although she was never one to commit, she had wanted to with someone who was already taken. she doesn't know how to reply to him, doesn't even know how to look up at him without telling him all the things she wants to do with him. "you say it every time, and i've driven myself mad playing along with all your guessing games. i'm losing myself in this process. i can't do it anymore." she doesn't doubt her feelings for her, but she doesn't want to tire herself out being the other woman anymore. and as guilty as she feels for throwing out an ultimatum, she knows it's better in the long term anyways. "you know what? forget it, it's fine. just go home, jun. i'm going to bed. i've got a date tomorrow."

@❛ chaeyoung p. "i won't. i won't." he feels like repeating it like a mantra, like saying it over and over like a war cry until she'll believe him. the prickling behind his eyes threatens to manifest into tears, but he can't let them fall or else it's too real. it's too real, the fact that she might actually break things off for sure this time. how could he let her go? how could she be cut out of his life definitively? "i'm trying to find where my head is, but it's like i just can't seem to think straight when i'm not with you. you keep me grounded, chae." there were too many nights where thoughts of her arms, her warm bed, the pillows that they shared, the little laughs -- they flooded his memories until it physically sickened him out of his girlfriend's bed. he wanted the sweet smiles, their inside jokes, the way her arms felt around his shoulders, his waist. he wanted the way her eyes curved into crescents when she laughed, the chime of her laughter filling his ears, the sweet taste on his lips when they kissed. he wanted her in all her enrapturing glory, her poisonous beauty. what could he do to ease her heart? break up with his girlfriend is the obvious answer. junyoung sighs, hefty and slow, like he's breathing out the rest of his life and laying it down for her to take.

@❛ junyoung l. [ that was my 1111th pOST SO U BETTER FRICKIN CHERISH IT KLDJVBJN ]