I want the k ... Jiwoon 😏
he doesn't operate like a normal man . alright , jiwoon has been toeing the line for a while now , flirting with the death himself while looking extra pretty so maybe his stalker decides to break into his house once more ─ and the door is fucking unlocked . but people like sieun don't think like people like jiwoon ; they calculate , they make sure it's not obvious . polar opposite of hak jiwoon , who started his evening with a bottle of detox water and the bitter pill that his manager has sent him to help the bruises fade faster . donned in a black tank top , face bare of any makeup , painted slightly and delicately in a pretty shade of purple . jiho left a few hours ago , said he had a family dinner and apologized for leaving him alone .. jiwoon couldn't be happier . oh he loves his friend , it's just that it would be harder for sieun to come see him when someone else was around . ' don't worry about me hyung , i will just do my skin routine and sleep early . ' he didn't .
jiwoon spent hours sitting on the soft sofa that he's dragged across the giant window in his living room . it's unlikely that sieun will crawl up his window because jiwoon owns a penthouse but if he stuck his head out of the window he could see the backyard . and that's where sieun should have been ── he fell asleep on the couch with a broken heart . oh okay , if the man doesn't want to see him , he doesn't have to .
it was late hours of the night when he heard the noises . his house was terribly dark save for the tiny lights coming from the kitchen ─ and someone was inside . jiwoon couldn't see , but the man covered his screaming mouth . grabbed him , tried to drag him away , jiwoon's struggles writhed under his strength when a damp cloth was pushed against his mouth and nose . his screams were softened , eyes rolling back as he went limp in the stranger's arms . and when he opened them ? as expected , hands tied and mouth covered ── his eyes were red and teary when sieun came into his vision . jiwoon was shaking , couldn't get the words out but a sob escaped his lips . trembling hands tried to come up to somehow defend himself when sieun leaned in ; but what touched him was sieun's tender kiss . thumb wiping away at his teary cheek , hovering above him as the cold metal sinks against his back . behind sieun there was the dark night sky .
sieun's name is whispered in the cold air . accompanied by his quiet sob , breathed against his lips . ‘ i - w- .. the door was unlocked . ‘ he stutters it out , his hands are linked on the wrists and his eyes are glancing between sieun's lips and his eyes . there's a nameless feeling bubbling in the pit of his stomach , jiwoon knows exactly what it is but he wants to ignore it and simply squeeze his thighs together . oh - sieun must have covered him with his jacket , but he was still dressed in his tank top and grey sweatpants . ‘ .. where are we ? ‘ he can still feel that kiss , so he licks his lips . it's not fully safe yet , for some reason this seems more serious than it was before . now , nobody will know where he is , what happened to him if sieun decided to kill him . he lays so willingly beneath the weight of a wolf , now with his maw free and kissing him .
* a kiss when one party is crying. accepting
