Sleep (Yeri and Seulgi)
Sleep — I’ll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours.
life is kind of rough; being in charge of your own time sometimes isn’t as delightful and relaxing as it seems. seulgi has a lot of things to juggle -- work, bills, students, social life, and her own internal maintenance. sometimes, it’s easy for her optimism gauge to slip down to zero.
laying in bed with yeri is her getaway from all that; whatever stress weighs down on her back is replaced by a much lighter, much more comfortable pressure -- the feeling of someone pressed against her form, fitting as naturally as a coat. yeri is warm and soft, all the things seulgi likes and associates with safety and comfort, and she likes the bonus smiles and kisses that come along with it.
she likes that she can talk about nonsense between these sheets, enjoys the soft sighs they share in place of conversation. she likes trailing her hands up yeri’s smooth arm, enjoys when the other girl reciprocates with a squeeze of the hip or a nuzzle to her neck. sometimes, they lay in bed for other reasons, and seulgi doesn’t mind that either, but it’s the comfortable silence and companionship she likes the most.
“i wish this never had to end, honestly,” she murmurs, not really expecting a response, not really bothered by the soft silence that punctuates her statement. that’s the best thing, she thinks, about being in bed with yeri; her arms always feel like home.
