@yudaies when will I stop writing for you? 사랑, 𝓈𝘰𝘱𝘩
“Which one?” You asked, holding up a silk, black maxi dress that only hugged the top half of your body and another that hugged all of your shape but arguably showed less skin—besides the open back, of course.
It shouldn’t have been a difficult decision, but you were having trouble deciding which one looked best—Afterall, you liked them both. And the heels you wanted to wear didn’t help by being a basic black pair that matched practically everything. You’ve even worn them casually with jeans.
The man behind you, your boyfriend, was eyeing them through the mirror you stood in front of. You’d just finished doing your makeup and hair, actually content with how both turned out; the success was making you excited to be going out.
You hadn’t had the chance to see friends much during the catastrophe you called balancing work and Eric—who was always busy, and when he wasn’t, was always with you. But, you had your best friend, who came over often when your boyfriend was overseas on tour or just plain busy, and occasionally you’d go out for drinks with others who reached out. Truthfully, you wouldn’t have it any other way. It was a simple life, but it was yours.
His eyes landed on your face as he grabbed the one from your left hand: the non-silk maxi.
“This one’s easier for me to take off,” He joked.
“Not funny, Eric.” You side-eyed, scrunching the other in the crevasse of your elbow so it didn’t drag on the floor. “Does it look better on me than the other?”
Throwing the dress over his shoulder, his hands found your waist, “You look good in both, but yeah,” He sighed, bringing his lips down to the skin at the nape of your neck, “It’s the open back, especially when you wear your hair up, drives me insane, you know.”
You giggled, but relished in the way he held you against his defined body. The way he kissed your skin so gently, caressing your waist over the sleep shorts you were getting ready in.
“Is it too…” You smirked, huffing out your nose, knowing what he was going to say before he had the chance to reply, “Modest?”
He laughed, and your eyes rolled, “Nobody needs to know you’re a freak besides me, baby,” Eric voiced, kissing your cheek in between words and playfully looking through the mirror, “Keep up your princess act for everyone else.”
