legcndreportr said: UNF
Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE
It had been one of those weeks where he had hardly been able to see her or spend any time with her. Nothing unusual, seeing as both of them could get busy enough not to go home or sleep at random places, managing to steal a few hours of rest in-between the usual and regular havoc of their professions. Jung-hoo loved what she did, because it made her happy, and her being happy was always his number one priority. But he'd miss, he was always missing her, somehow afraid that letting her out of his sight would make her disappear.
But finally, after the past week of barely managing to eat together, she was coming over, staying over. He had lifted and then put the same pillow on the couch, and then stood looking at it like it had wronged him in some way. He heard the door before he even saw her, almost running towards her.
As soon as he had in sight, Jung-hoo had pulled the bag off her shoulder, dropping it down in the hallway before his hands found her face, and his lips found hers. In the next second she was pushed against the wall, their bodies flush against each other. Hands hugrily trying to remember the shape of her wast before he wrapped his arms around her, unwilling to part.










