— jaewon & minkyung

@✽ jaewon j. She could feel his booming voice vibrate in her eardrums full of hurt and anguish. There was a look of blind rage in his eyes as he lunged at her and for a moment, her life flashed before her eyes. Her heart raced as she fell backward onto their bed, the color fading from her face as her lips trembled, bracing for the worst until she realized that she was safe in his embrace. The blind rage in his eyes faded into a sweet gaze and his lips melted between hers and she closed her eyes as she felt the touch of his tongue wrap around hers, pulling her toward him. The tension in her body melted away as she took a deep breath. Jaewon pulled away to tell her he belongs to her - but it was nothing she didn’t already know. She tugged him by the collar and returned a sloppy wet kiss without acknowledgment of self-control. Minkyung’s fingers grasped his locks in his slender fingers as her tongue explored his mouth, tasting his jealousy like a delicacy, the way his body trembled when he was angry, the way his tongue would wrap over hers as if telling her that she belonged to him, the way he tasted the same way he did yesterday and would the day after today. There was a sweet love that the two shared intimately even if it didn’t taste as sweet as they thought it did. She pulled away from his lips and whispered against the lipstick that smeared across his face, “Say that again.” She looked into his dark orbs with her large glossy eyes. She wanted to hear him say it again. And again. And again. She belonged to him as he belonged to her. Minkyung’s legs wrapped around his waist, the shoes still on her feet as she traced her soles over his back. “Tell me I’m yours,” She demanded before wrapping her legs tight against his waist as she returned her lips to his, her arms wrapped tight around his neck as if she were chained to him. “Jaewon,” She whispered between kisses, “Say my name. Tell me I’m yours.”

@✽ minkyung k. "It's really all just fun and games to you, isn't it, Minkyung?" The grip on her wrist was harsh, digging, heart paltipating furiously and all he could see even if he tried not to show on his face was red, pure red. "Having me watch you openly flirt with a guy when you're right beside me, you know it ing hurts, and yet you go and do it all the ing time. Aren't you tired?" The tug on her hand turned into a push, trapping her frame in his arms as they both fell onto the bed, a hand gripping onto her cheek as he gazed into her teasing brown orbs, wanting, no, needing her to feel what he truly felt, the way her actions were like thousand of stabs into his body. Jaewon was possessive, yes, but it was only because all he had left was Minkyung and only her when their best friend them and disappeared - it tore him to shreds when that happened, and he couldn't risk it happening again, Minkyung being the glue that barely pieced his shattered heart. He loved her, it was toxic, but it was the only way he knew how to love, and as their lips crashed together into a torrid kiss, the hold on her softened, tongues joining together in dance, tasting every part of before he pulled back to gasp against her lip, then deeply kissing her, desperate as if it was the last thing he could ever do. "You belong to me, only me."

@✽ jaewon j. His fingers shackled her wrists white, pulling her joints apart as her feet dragged on the floor, Minkyung stumbling behind him into their bedroom. His voice echoed in the privacy of their bedroom. It hurt. He cut off her circulation. He dug into her flesh. He pulled her apart, but even as she felt her heart racing, her teeth grinding, her nostrils flaring, she knew when she looked at him that he hurt her because he cared. His red ears, the accelerating pulse of his heartbeat against her wrist as he dragged her, his twitching eyebrow, the rage that simmered beneath his calm demeanor, knowing he could get angrier than this. The way nobody else would act this way for her. The way this side of Jaewon belonged to her. Minkyung tried to break his grasp on her, but she couldn’t because he held onto her so dearly, pulling him closer to her as she yanked her wrist with him attached to her hip. She glanced at how tightly he held onto her, then into his gaze that steamed with jealousy.

With a gentle touch, Minkyung caressed his cheek, lifting up his chin with a finger as she flashed him a cheeky grin. “You didn’t think it was fun?” She teased with a deep gaze into his eyes, “Is it so bad that I like it when you get jealous?” She waved her unchained wrist in front of Jaewon, professing to him quietly so he’d have to listen and lean in to hear her words, “I just want you to show me who I belong to.”