Songbird A Self-Indulgent Self-Insert Trickster Fanfiction
Part Eleven: Hurricane Word Count: 5.9k Content Warning: violence, frank being an asshole, uhhhh slight nsfw?, suggestive content A/N: Please please be nice, this was my first time ever writing any kind of nsfw stuff and I feel so inadequate and awkward so I'm sorry if it comes off that way 🥺👉👈
Yun-Jin let out a dramatic sigh when she was approached by the ever eccentric Ghostface. He had been leaning against the generator she had wandered off too. Danny had observed the previous music manager a few times prior. She was stand-offish and didn’t care to help her other teammates out. He could see why Ji-Woon and her worked well together in the music industry. Well, until Ji-Woon dived off the deep end and started to mass murder people for his music.
“Are you just going to stand there or can I work on the generator so I can get out of here?” She scoffed, placing her hands on her hips. Danny liked his girls spicy and full of attitude. There was no doubt about that. The smirk he had on under his mask was prevalent. While he enjoyed the quips and easy comebacks Saffron made, it was the bratty energy he liked the most. “Depends.” He answered, not budging from his spot.
“On what, exactly?” She asked, and he wasn’t sure if she was feigning annoyance or if she truly was annoyed with him. “I have a favor to ask of you.” He jested, beckoning her to move closer. A scowl rested on her face, making her features seem meaner than needing to be. He knew that deep under the façade she put on, there was a girl who just wanted to have a normal life. A life she could never have again here in the Fog.
“I can hear you just fine from here. I’m not stupid. I heard what you did to Saffron and I’m not getting any closer unless the circumstances prove otherwise.” She bit at Ghostface, only making him more excited to be in her presence. He couldn’t blame her for being so reserved and cautious. He was beginning to suspect that following the Entity’s orders and hurting you tremendously a few weeks back was stabbing him in the back, no pun intended.
“The Entity has put a few of us in some not so favorable positions. I was ordered to mori Saffron, Ji-Woon was taken over by the Entity herself to hurt her. Not that you probably care. However, I hate seeing Tricksty all mopey and sad. I can’t personally fix it because let’s be honest she won’t listen to me for a while. However, hearing from you on the other hand. That might prove to be worth a try.” Danny explained.
Yun-Jin sat there with a stilled face and didn’t move an inch. However, her mind was running a mile a minute. She had already intended to smack some sense into her previous talent for hurting you. To be fair, she didn’t favor you all that much to begin with. She may not have enjoyed the fact that you were pursuing Ji-Woon, but that didn’t mean she was going to intervene on what made you happy.
“What am I supposed to do?” Yun-Jin asked, shifting her weight to her other leg and crossing her arms instead. “I’m glad you asked,” Ghostface announced, pushing himself away from the generator. “Put in a good word to her, if you give me a few more minutes of your time I will explain everything.” He pleaded, not only because he did feel bad for breaking your trust, but because he was afraid Michael was going to beat him senseless if he didn’t. Ghostface didn’t fear much, but he was terrified of the giant hulking mass that was Michael Myers.
“Fine, but make it quick. You have until the rest of the generators are done.” She agreed, but was not happy about it. So Ghostface explained in vast detail the situation at hand. The Entity allowed relationships to happen, even if it wasn’t happy about them at first. So like everything else, the two were put into a trial to see if they could see past the Killer’s true instincts.
Of course, being in the favor of the Entity, the killer got an advantage over the survivor. Calling upon one of the other killers to hurt them so they could hurt them more in their upcoming match. The killer would have no recollection of the incident even happening until weeks later. However, by then the damage was already done and if the survivor was hurt emotionally enough, the relationship wouldn’t last.
“You seem to know a little too much about this.” Yun-Jin commented with a sneer. “What can I say, I’m her absolute favorite.” He mused and she could almost see the man wink at her behind his mask. This made her shrink away in disgust and scrunch her face at the man. He continued to give the details to her until the sound of the exit gates were powered up. She cut him short by raising her hand at him.
“I’ll pass the message along to her, but that doesn’t mean she’s going to forgive him. It’s all on her whether she wants to rekindle things.” Yun-Jin explained to the killer. “Excellent.” Ghostface said before stalking off, letting her make her way to the exit gate unharmed.
. . .
Yun-Jin wasn’t sure why she was nervous to approach you. Currently you and Steve were arguing about whether or not jello was a solid or a liquid. It was a very heated argument from the sound of it. Quentin was dozing off to the side somehow in the mix of the two of you arguing. “I’m telling you, it's solid. If it wasn’t solid you wouldn’t be able to put things on it after you put it in the fridge!” Steve said in a very stern voice. “And I’m telling you it's neither a solid nor a liquid. It has a different form so you cannot classify it as either if the state of the matter changes.” You argued back - obviously just as stubborn about your side of the argument.
Quentin was the first one to acknowledge Yun-Jin when he stirred back awake after almost completely dozing off. “Hey.” He nodded awkwardly towards Yun-Jin and she waved back silently. This did, however, catch the attention of the two friends bickering at each other. “Do they do this often?” she asked Quentin who had been stifling a yawn. “Unfortunately.” He said in between yawns.
She rolled her eyes before directing her attention to you and asked if she could sit down next to you. You of course let her because you didn’t want any bad blood between the two of you. “Look, there’s obviously something on your mind. But please, let me be the first to say sorry for ever doubting you and for being so stubborn in regards to Ji-Woon. I was careless-” You had started to say before she slapped your cheek.
It wasn’t hard enough to leave any kind of marks but enough to sting and to stop what you were saying. Both Quentin and Steve were stunned quiet from her actions. Obviously the three of you were not expecting her to be aggressive in any sort of way. You lifted one of your hands to the cheek she slapped and looked at her in stunned silence.
“I don’t want your apologies. You decided what you wanted to do and that was on you. That was for scaring the ever living daylights out of everyone in the campfire.” She sternly said, jabbing her finger at your chest. You were absolutely baffled by this action and weren’t sure what to say.
She then went on to explain everything Ghostface had told her. You stayed silent as she explained, nodding your head at certain things she said. Things were finally starting to make sense. Obviously you were still furious at Danny for going and stabbing you in the back, quite literally. However, under the circumstances she was glad he took the initiative to do it before the Entity did something far worse.
It would also explain why the white’s of Ji-Woon’s eyes were black with gold veins running through them when he hooked you the last time you saw him. It was the Entity taking over and making him play by its rules. Hope blossomed into your chest that your Ji-Woon was back to normal. “What you do from here on out is up to you.” Yun-Jin said before pushing herself back to her feet.
“Yun-Jin, wait!” You called after her, making her stop in her tracks and turn around to look at you. You ran up and enveloped her in a hug taking her off guard. “You didn’t have to pass the message along. Thank you.” You whispered, squeezing her tight. She hugged you back for a fraction of a second before pulling away and rushing back to the other survivors.
…
You had been in a bunch of trials by now and things had felt like they had gone back to normal. The only thing was that you had not been placed in a match with Ji-Woon at all since the incident. It might have been the Entity’s way of keeping the two of you separated. You also didn’t want to risk traveling all the way to his realm either, considering you were still terrified to go out into the Fog alone.
Plus you doubted that Steve or Leon would be okay with you seeking him out. You had told Leon what Yun-Jin had told you, but he was still on edge about you going into the Fog by yourself. Honestly, you couldn’t blame him for being so cautious - he was a cop after all. It was also nice to know that your friends cared about you in this way.
Regaining your consciousness you had recognized the building you were in as the Midwich Elementary School based from Silent Hill. This was the home of Pyramid Head and a shiver ran down your spine at the thought of running into him on his own turf. You slowly made your way out of the bathroom and into one of the destroyed classrooms to work on a gen. Before you could get anywhere with working on it, the terror radius immediately started to go off, alerting you to the killer.
Trying to put some distance between you and the killer, you managed to sneak off from it. However, it was like they knew your movements and headed directly towards you. It was, of course, Frank. You let out an annoyed groan. Of all the Legion members, it just had to be Frank. “What’s up, douchebag.” You greeted him, running in the opposite direction he was running. He didn’t bother to acknowledge you with a response.
He was hot on your trail, slicing at the air that you barely dodged. He managed to finally land a hit on you, piercing your skin with his rusted and dirtied blade. You let out a groan of pain before continuing on running from him. After a few minutes of looping around the building you were able to lose him. You managed to patch yourself back up with the med kit you brought into the trial.
Not even moments after getting him off your trail, you heard David’s voice let out a pained grunt. He was already on another survivor. Quickly getting into action you had jumped onto a nearby generator. A few minutes had gone by and you assumed that David had gotten away - you were proven wrong just a second later as you heard David’s scream rip from his throat as he was thrown on the hook.
It seemed like Frank was in a particularly bad mood this time around. As of recent trials, he had been letting you off easy. Today seemed like a different case. Maybe he was tired of being nice to you and was back to his regular antics. You couldn’t really fault him for going back to his original ways. Frank was a Killer through and through. While you finished working on one of the generators you heard the sound of David getting sacrificed.
Had no one really gone to save him? The next thing you know is you heard Jake go down in the room right next to you. Your heartbeat picked up as you sped through getting the generator done. Not only did yours pop, but so did another one on the second level of the building. Whoever else was with you besides Jake was working hard on gens as well.
When the terror radius had gone away, you rushed to go unhook him. “Do you want me to heal you now or later?” You asked, walking away at a faced pace. “Later, we need to put some distance from where I was hooked.” He managed through low grunts of pain. Jake had an amazing pain tolerance and it was rare to hear him let out grunts.
The next thing you knew you heard a female’s voice let out a screech of pain - meaning Frank was looking to get this trial over and done with as fast as possible. He was not joking around this time around. You hopped onto another gen before hearing your terror radius pick up. Both you and Jake bolted for the door and were met face to face with the masked killer. He swiped at the two of you. You had managed to dodge it - Jake on the other hand had not.
He went down with a loud thud and proceeded to smash his head into the ground. You managed to put some distance between yourself and Frank, hopeful that you could hop onto another gen and complete it. Another one had popped and you almost felt relief filling your veins. You were happy that whoever was working behind the scenes was getting shit done. Two more generators and then you were home free.
Unfortunately, Jake had died on the hook and was sacrificed to the Entity. A curse left your lips as you tried connecting wires together to start up the generator. A few grueling minutes passed before you finally got the generator up and running. You were about to celebrate until you heard the shriek above you. Jane.
It was weird what the Fog had done to your brain. You were able to differentiate everyone’s screams, groans, grunts, and yells. Even with those you weren’t the closest too, being in multiple trials had you being able to tell the difference between the various survivors. Before you weren’t even able to tell the difference between your mother and sister when you were on the phone with them.
It’s crazy that it was terror and pure fear that probably made you memorize the other survivors' voices. As soon as Jane was strung up on a hook she let out a yell that was guttural and full of absolute pain. How you all didn’t become numb to the pain from getting hooked was beyond your comprehension. You snuck up the stairs and looked down the hallway where she was strung up.
“You know, you really suck at sneaking around.” Frank commented from behind you. A scream left your lips as you hadn’t even heard him sneak up on you. His terror radius was gone and you were shook to your core. You went to run but he grabbed your wrist and stabbed his knife into your arm. A loud grunt of pain left your lips as panic swelled in your stomach.
“If I let Jane die on the hook, will you let me go?” You bartered with him, seeing if maybe you could convince him to let you leave the match. He stopped for a second, thinking about your offer before Jane had died on the hook. Hope blossomed in your chest for a slight moment before he dug his knife out of your arm and plunged it into your shoulder. You tried to run away from him but it was no use. He downed you seconds later with another swipe of his knife.
Cursing under your breath and trying to get back to your feet the sound of Jane being sacrificed to the Entity as well bounced off the walls. It was no use, you were beaten too badly to get up on your own. Frank hoisted you up onto his shoulder and started walking in the opposite direction in which you had snuck your way around. You knew struggling against him was useless, he had an iron grip that few got out of.
Descending the flight of stairs, it was like he had a specific place he wanted to hook you. Suddenly, you looked up momentarily when you heard the ominous sounds that indicated that the hatch was nearby. Holy shit, was he actually going to give you the hatch? In all your matches with Frank, he never wanted to give anyone the hatch.
“Oh thank goodness.” You whispered out entirely too soon. He cautiously walked around it and to your dismay before you could ask any questions he threw you onto the hook. He turned around and kicked the hatch closed. Betrayal was hot in your eyes as you glared knives into his mask. “You little shit!” You screamed before the Entity plunged its claws into your body, sending you back to the campfire.
Rage surged through your body as you came back to your senses. “That fucking jerk!” You yelled angrily, catching the attention of Dwight who flinched away from your screams. You looked around quickly, hoping to find Leon so he could take you over to Ormond. However, the only people who were left by the campfire were Dwight, Felix, Zarina, and Claudette. Everyone else was probably inside a trial.
You knew if Leon came back from his trial to hear that you left the safety of the campfire by yourself he would get very upset. It didn’t stop you from sprinting away and into the dense forest surrounding it. In no time flat you had made your way to the snow fallen area and made a bee-line to the lodge. Without giving them any warning and parading into the building you stalked up to Frank angrily.
“You are such a fucking asshole you know that?” You jabbed at him both with your words and your finger into his chest. “Here I thought you were going to give me the hatch and you walk around it like a tottering weather-bitten foot-licker! You hooked me and let me die!” You continued to chew him out. If his mask wasn’t on you would have been able to see the shit eating grin he had on his face. You had known the Legion long enough though, that you infact did know he had that shit eating grin on his stupid looking scarred up face of his.
“GOD, I have absolutely no fucking clue what Julie sees in such a scumbag like you!” You snarled and finally backed away from him. “Nice to see you too, sweetheart.” He laughed out, obviously happy with himself for what he did in your previous trial together. A frustrated yell ripped from your throat as you stalked away from him. “Did she call you a tottering weather-bitten foot-licker? Because that is by far my favorite insult I’ve ever heard.” Joey piped in from the bar.
You shot a glare over at him and for once he wasn’t wearing his mask. He was preparing a drink and was smiling at the two of you. “Shut it you uncooked sausage-link.” You yelled, which only made him laugh harder. “You owe me a pack of cigarettes, Joey. I told you I could piss her off enough to get her here.” Frank laughed while joining his friend at the bar. He had thrown his mask up so you could see his shit eating grin yourself.
Before you could further press him with what he was talking about, you felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around your waist. Immediately you tensed up at the sensation, knowing exactly whose arms were wrapped so tightly against you. “Let’s give them some privacy.” Joey said, handing Frank a drink and walking to the door that led to the outside. Frank chuckled and followed his friend out, shutting the door behind him.
“Ji-Woon…” You whispered with your body still tense. His musky cologne flooded your nostrils that you could recognize anywhere. He didn’t say anything as he buried his head into your shoulder. It felt like he was encasing your body with his. He didn’t want to let go in fear of you running away from him again. He didn’t know he was capable of knowing what a broken-heart felt like.
In his previous life, he was the one breaking hearts and hurting others. He was so sure of himself, so narcissistic that he would never be on the receiving end of that pain. Yet, here you were in all your glory. The one who hurt his heart the most by looking so afraid of him the last time the two of you had seen each other at the snowy lodge. Breaking his heart in two by running away from him when he was in danger hand in hand with another survivor. The fear and uncertainty that lingered in your expression haunted his thoughts.
Every trial he was in since then, he hadn’t been doing his best. He missed most of his throws with his knives because he was so in his head about the entire situation. The Entity had used him, harbored his body so that it could instill fear into the one he cared about the most. Hearing his name leave your lips in such an uncertain way made his heart shoot with pain.
He feared you would want nothing to do with him ever again, so he wanted to relish in this final touch with you. He would respect your wishes of not wanting to see him so intimately. In case this was the last time he would see you outside of the Entity’s trials, he wanted to be selfish and indulge in you a final time. He wanted to inhale your body’s natural scent and drown in your skin.
He felt your body was tense by his presence alone, and wanted nothing more than to put you at ease. Ji-Woon couldn’t blame you for acting so cautious around him. He still didn’t know exactly what he had said to you during the trial but he couldn’t imagine it was anything good.
“My angel. Understand that I know you have every right to be upset with me. I can’t begin to imagine how hurt and betrayed you felt when I attacked you in the last trial we were in together. If you don’t want to see me again after this, trust me, I understand. Just know I am very sorry you had to go through that because the Entity wanted to put our interest in each other on trial. If I had ever known that I would have done everything in my power to have kept you safe. Even if it meant never getting to hold you or kiss you, I would have kept you at arm’s length to keep you safe.” He whispered into your neck.
He was shocked when you suddenly turned around in his arms and hugged his torso tightly. Sobs racked your body as you felt his embrace. You also feared you would never get to see him again, especially in a safe manner like this. The Entity was cruel and you knew that from the moment you appeared in this hellscape. Things were never going to go in your favor. You feared what happened with Ghostface and the Trickster would happen time and time again for the sake of the Entity’s pleasure.
However, when you spoke to Jake outside of a trial much to his dismay, he was able to lessen your fears. Michael was a special case in regards to losing his sense of self to his instincts to kill and sometimes attacked Jake without rhyme or reason. He put those fears aside and still chose to love the killer regardless. You had even spoken to Yui who was quietly seeing the Spirit. This was a secret that Jake had shared with you, only with her permission.
She told you the same thing, except that since the Entity took over the Spirit and attacked her in a trial, they never experienced something like that again. If the temperament of the killer was genuine enough to see past the blood-lust and the urge to kill, they wouldn’t be targeted by the Entity again. This had made you put your fears aside and made you want to rekindle what you had with Ji-Woon.
He stroked a hand through your hair to ease your sobs, feeling his chest well up in guilt. He removed his arms from around your waist and cupped your face in his hands. Carefully making you look up at him, he looked in your eyes with such fondness and sincerity. “I don’t want to ever see the look of fear in your eyes when you look at me ever again.” Ji-Woon whispered, stroking his thumb over your cheek to wipe away the fallen tears.
You nodded your head in acknowledgement, feeling your heart swell immeasurably with overwhelming emotions. “That’s my girl.” He whispered before pulling you into a kiss. Your lips melted into his like they were meant to be there all along. This hell that you endured time and time again, would be all worth it if you had Ji-Woon by your side. His tongue pushed its way into your mouth, caressing yours while also exploring the depths of your mouth.
A small moan escaped your lips as you moved to tangle your hand into his hair. Heat flooded your body as the kiss did nothing but deepen. Before you knew it, you were pulling away gasping for air. This didn’t stop him from diving back into your lips. He was addicted to them, intoxicated by the way it made him feel. “I could kiss you forever, and it still wouldn’t be enough.” He muttered against your lips.
You were sure that your body was flushed from head to toe, and you were absolutely sure that he was going to tease you for it, but for now you wanted to indulge in his affections. Suddenly his feet were moving, dragging both of you backwards. You weren’t sure where he was taking you but you didn’t want to break the affectionate kiss the two of you were sharing so you followed without a second thought. This didn’t stop you from whining when he momentarily parted from the kiss to sit himself in one of armchairs around the fireplace.
Without hesitation, he pulled you onto his lap - having your legs straddling on either side of his legs. You had placed your hands on his chest to balance yourself. Your blush deepened at the action, your heart pounding through your chest. “Look at my angel, all hot and bothered.” He cooed and without warning started to attack your neck with harsh sucking and biting. You were sure there were going to be new bruises that would make you flush in embarrassment when Leon asked about you getting hurt again. “Ah~ Ji-Woon.” You let out a breathy whine making him smile against your neck.
“Fucking hell, angel. You keep that up, you're going to make me go absolutely feral.” He whispers against your skin. Goosebumps spread across your skin and you felt your body respond in vast ways. A mewl left your lips as his hands began to roam your body and he moved up to capture your earlobe with his teeth. His hands kneading your flesh both softly and harshly. Tugging you closer to him when he felt like you weren’t close enough. Your breathing was now labored and you feel yourself losing control of your thoughts as they were clouded with lust.
You were about to moan out his name again, but he bit down on your lobe making you let out a squeal of surprise. “If you moan my name again, I cannot promise I will be able to control myself, doll.” He warned you with a dangerously low and gruff voice. You nodded your head in understanding. A muffled whine strained in your throat as his hands still roamed your body, only grazing over your sensitive areas for moments at a time. These tiny movements drove you insane.
You didn’t even realize you were grinding your heat against his, regardless of the clothes separating the two of you. A deep guttural groan left his lips at the sudden pressure of you pressing against him. It was the most beautiful sound you had ever heard him make. You fluttered your eyes open to see his golden eyes staring at you darkly with lust. He put one of his hands on the back of your neck and smashed your lips together. You let out a yelp of surprise before reciprocating the kiss, continuing to grind your hips against his.
His other hand came and slipped under the fabric of your shirt. The sudden contact sent shock waves through your body. A mewl left your lips as he once again moved his lips to start sucking on your neck. Your mind was hazy at all of this contact, making your head spin in ways you forgot existed. Ji-Woon also couldn’t think straight with the lewd noises he was eliciting from you.
He dragged his hand up to one of your clothed breasts and softly groped it - eliciting another lewd noise from your mouth. The vibrations of your moans bounced against his lips and made him smile even more. “My, my. My pretty girl is so sensitive.” He mused, dragging his tongue in a single line up to your ear. He then blew on the area causing your body to shutter. “Ji-Woon..” You whined at the contact.
“Yes, princess?” He asked, smiling at you knowing what he was doing to you. You weren’t sure how to respond to his question, only to let out another moan when he bit down on your earlobe. He then lifted your shirt just enough to expose your clothed breasts. He pulled down the material enough to expose your hardened nipples.
Before you could say anything he had dove his head down to capture one of them into his mouth. With the sudden contact, you let out a loud moan of pleasure. He sucked vigorously while moving his other hand to grab onto your other breast - making you squirm and grind your hips down into his. Ji-Woon let out another deep moan from you grinding down onto him - the vibrations on your sensitive nipple making you wriggle in pleasure.
“Well, shit. Looks like the two of you have made up.” Julie laughed from the entrance of the lodge. Ji-Woon slowly unlatched his mouth from your breast, a string of saliva connecting from his lips to your now sensitive bud. Your eyes had widened and you had gasped in surprise and quickly attempted to jump from his lap. However, he just pulled you into his chest so you could hear his rapid heart beat. You honestly forgot you were in the Ormond Resort and that this was indeed the home to the Legion.
Your face was flushed vibrantly red and you felt your heartbeat hammer in your chest heavily. “Ah, pardon us Julie. We got a bit carried away.” Ji-Woon spoke smoothly as if he wasn’t caught doing inappropriate things to your body. “I’m glad to see the two of you have made up. Maybe you’ll stop moping around our realm.” Julie said, making the idol star pause for a moment.
You looked up to see it was now his turn to share an embarrassed look, as if she revealed an embarrassing secret. In their exchange you had fixed your clothing back to normal and removed yourself from Ji-Woon’s lap. “Shouldn’t you be getting back to the campfire? I’m sure your friends will be worried about your sudden disappearance.” Frank said from the other side of the door he went out earlier.
Your face once again burned in embarrassment. “Were you listening that entire time, you perv?!” You shrilled. Frank opened the door and he and Joey came back into the building. “This is my realm and my base after all.” He retorted with a smirk that made you want to smash his head into the nearest wall. “Ji-Woon, your bat please.” You asked in a tone he’s never heard before. He looked over and he saw the rage flaring in your eyes. A blush formed on his face and he felt himself grow more attracted to you in that moment.
“I didn’t bring it with me this time, doll.” He answered, rubbing the back of his neck. “Then a knife.” You demanded, eyes still trained angrily on the leader of the Legion. “As if you could catch me, brat.” Frank spat only making you more angry. “Don’t think I’ve forgiven you for your asshole behavior earlier! I’m still VERY pissed at you!” You spat back at him, with just as much anger. You attempted to start walking over to him but Ji-Woon caught your wrist and pulled you back over to him.
“Ladies, ladies. You’re both pretty. Calm down.” Joey insisted, eliciting a glare from his friend. This made your anger falter and you almost stifled a laugh. Ji-Woon stood up from the armchair and put his hand on the small of your back. “Let me walk you back to the campfire.” He said, directing you away from Frank.
“Yes, let’s get away from this miserable asshole.” You sneered, directing your words toward Frank. He gave you a sly wave which only made you angrier. “Bye Joey, see you later Jules! Give Susie a hug for me when she gets back from her trial. Hope you trip and land on your own knife Frank.” You stated, raising your middle finger to Frank before walking off with Ji-Woon by your side. His hand easily slipped into your other hand as you both made your way back to the survivor campfire.
“I’ve truly missed you, angel.” Ji-Woon spoke up halfway through the walk, bringing your knuckles to his lips. “I’ve missed you too, Ji-Woon.” You smiled at him, squeezing his hand in yours. Before you made it back to the campfire fully, he pushed you against a tree carefully. He had his finger under your chin, making you look at him directly in his beautiful golden orbs.
“I plan on finishing what I started, obviously not now but another time. If that’s okay with you.” He spoke low but caused you to blush with the nature of his words. You nodded shyly, looking away from his eyes that made you incredibly nervous. “Look at me, angel.” He spoke in a whisper, making you look back up at him.
He captured your lips in his, this time not as fervent in need. He pulled away entirely too soon as he pressed his forehead to yours. “I will be back to collect you after I’m done with a few of my trials. This time, I mean it. I will be back for you.” Ji-Woon whispered closely to your lips, ghosting over them.
“I look forward to it.” You smiled, rubbing your nose against his affectionately. “I’ll see you then, my starlight.” He said, pressing a tender kiss to your cheek. “Until then, my moon.”