a/n: thank u to anon who sent me this prompt ily :] it’s short but listen to last kiss - taylor swift if u want to cry
[9:44 pm] it was in his shirt–the smell of laundry soap and a hint of cologne. the fabric was warm against your face, one of yeonjun’s hands wrapped around your waist while the other entangled your fingers with his. the gentle sway of his hips to the soft music urged you to follow his lead, so you did.
and neither of you said a word, soaking in each other’s presence as your feet placed themselves next to one another on the carpeted floor. over his shoulder you saw the dim glow of light on the walls coming from the lamp on the side table. the night sky outside the window was dark and silent. it was late, but it didn’t matter. you closed your eyes and leaned your head into yeonjun’s shoulder, forehead pressed into him like he was the only thing keeping you grounded.
you loved it most about him, his tendency to take your breath away out of the blue–pulling you in his arms in the middle of the living room like it was nothing. his arms felt like home, warm and familiar. his hand was firm on your waist, and you hoped it would last forever so you would never have to say goodbye to the way he felt against you.
you wondered if he would say something, but he kept his mouth closed and his hand tight around yours. it made you melt further, the moment feeling like a sweet dream. the song was endless. you could only imagine the look on his face now, feeling how close his lips were to your neck and wishing his mouth would stray just enough to feel them against your skin.
he sighed gently, leaning his head down slightly to rest it on your shoulder. his hair tickled your neck and you felt goosebumps rising on your skin at the feeling. his breathing was gentle, but still it ghosted faintly across your shoulder.
“love you,” he murmured, so faintly you wouldn’t have caught it if he wasn’t so close to your ear. your hand wrapped tighter around his shoulder, and you felt the way he melted under your touch. the soft melody playing through the air filled in the seconds before you replied, letting his words hang heavily in the air.
“love you, too,” you whispered. his thumb rubbed circles into your waist as you continued swaying on the carpet. the words felt so right leaving your lips. he took a deep breath in, and you felt his shoulders rise with the action. he exhaled, and as his breath ghosted onto the skin of your neck you could imagine the blissful expression gracing his features, eyes closed as he leaned into you. cruelly, this moment would eventually come to end, but you would fight with time for as long as you could. you would fight to feel yeonjun in your arms for a little longer–to fall in love with him just a little harder. all you wanted was this, him, always.
