[16:48] your hands were typing quickly on the computer while the essay you had started hours ago didn’t seem to have an end. at least, not one near. all your muscles were sore after so much time sitting in that chair, and your eyesight wasn’t left behind with fatigue. the noise of each and every one of the bones of your back sounded arrhythmically while you stopped for just a second with the sole purpose of stretching. your fingers accompanying that pleasant sensation when breaking your knuckles. you could have taken a little break in between, but you knew that you might not go back to work later, and you would lose valuable time.
the noise of the knob falling down struck with the peaceful silence of the room, metaphorically speaking since the sound of the keyboard echoed, but it wasn’t strong enough to burst with tranquility between those four walls. your eyes went to the door above the screen, and in front of them was jisung, who seemed equal or even more tired than you physically. if it wasn’t because you were lined up in a chair you would probably look just as pendant as his bones did at that moment.
he approached you after leaving his bag in a corner next to the door, and paying attention to his cell phone by knowing the path of memory, he tried to lean in your direction. you saw him approaching, but the moment his lips wanted to catch yours, you moved your face to one side feeling obstructed. you were too focused on what you were writing that you couldn’t react in a good way. it hadn’t been so serious for you in your head, but the simple fact of rejection caused insecurity in him.
his eyes analyzed you fixedly after your look didn’t seem to detach from the screen despite having moved your head away from him, and he frowned. ―"what’s wrong?“― he asked. the tone of his words was noticeably hurt, but above all, confused. only a kiss could be such a small detail, but you never avoided it because it was one of the few things that kept you feeling that you were there for each other, even with this amount of stress above both. now it was more about refusing to take your attention away from what you were doing, rather than rejecting him.
you got even more serious accommodating your glasses, and you lowered your eyes to the keyboard feeling that the echo of his voice made you lose your concentration in what you were writing. ―"nothing"― you answered quickly, and coldly. you looked like a machine doing a predetermined job instead of a human being, you didn’t even turn to look at him while talking to you and that only made him get to the defensive.
―"and why are you evading me like that?"― he tried to approach again, much more subtly this time, believing that it was only that moment, but you were again indifferent to his attempt at affection towards you.
―"ugh, jisung, i’m trying to work"― you sounded a little annoyed now instead of cold. to keep trying on your part only made your nerves get to the limit making from a blow; an earthquake. you crouched in your seat when he tried to approach this second time, and he decided to stop trying before they could start arguing about this. he returned to paying attention to his phone as he moved away from you, heading towards the bed like a dog that had just been kicked out of the house.
you could have your reasons to react like that, but when you really realized how stupid you were, guilt hit you like a boomerang in less than a minute. and more when you take it off with him, which literally had nothing to do with you. he just wanted to be nice to you, since he could just have lain on the bed behind you without even greeting or noticing you were there. the little thought bounced in your brain as you finished writing the paragraph, but you didn’t stop writing. at least not until your words began to get confused and mixed because you couldn’t think properly after being so rude.
your fingers twisted until they stopped moving altogether while you let out a sigh. you took off your glasses for once, blinking and feeling that your eyes burned, but at the same time they cooled off again after so much. you placed them gently on the desk, and you made sure to keep the document well saved before closing the laptop. he didn’t seem to notice this, so when you got up from the chair he was still with his elbows on his knees very focused on his phone, which he had used as a distraction after your little scene. his frown was still puckered and his lips still held in a slight pout.
you approached slowly, feeling with each step the fatigue that you had, and making him now look up. his gaze seemed to soften when he saw you, and you didn’t even bother to give an explanation as you crossed your hands around his waist to make him lie down with you. he didn’t have time to react since he only limited to letting himself go and lying down almost like a starfish, without understanding your sudden change. but when he understood, he released a remarkable sigh just as you had done seconds ago, and left his phone that was still in his hand to one side on the light table, to finally have his hands free and be able to entangle them in your body as he wanted.
you hid your head as much as you could in his chest, cuddling him as if winter itself were taking down all human warmth from your body, and you would need to require to him to protect you. he hugged you even tightly against this, and a part of him relaxed at the same time as his muscles knowing that at least, you weren’t irritated with him as he was thinking. he only approached at a bad time, that was all. ―"sorry, i just need to rest a bit"― you babbled, making your lips expose, remaining in perfect alignment with his. your eyes fell exactly to his mouth, and you didn’t hesitate to give him that kiss he wanted. ―"i love you, did you know that?"― you said using your words as a separator between one kiss and the other ―"a lot”.
he only chuckled when he realized that there was your reminder, knowing that it was your reaction to feeling that you had made him believe otherwise. he nodded, while he felt his eyes growing heavier. ―“i love you more"― he whispered, letting your kisses lead him to a resounding dream.
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