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“when she comes home, she’s too exhausted to—” he stops talking, realizing what he was just about to say.
“to what, eun ho?” she asks, tilting her head, mocking him.
“nothing! nothing.” he says, even though he knows she can guess what he was going to say.
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“can i stay here tonight?” he asks, because he knows he really wants to.
she looks speechless after he says it, so he decides that the answer is no. “no, it’s fine. i’ll go to my room. good night!” he says. he walks to the door, and he’s ready to leave when—
“get changed, then.” she says, and she says it so seriously it’s hard for him to keep in his laughter. but he manages.
“o-okay.” he stutters, partly because he’s kinda nervous and partly because he’s really nervous.
when he gets back, he climbs into bed with her. they kiss, and somehow they can’t stop, so they keep going. they keep going until their clothes are gone, and it’s just them. timid kisses, hesitant touches, miles and miles of skin to explore. because this is new. they’ve never done it before, with each other.
and he thinks, “what if she regrets it?”
but then he realizes, she won’t.
because he’s hers, and she’s his, and he’s defenseless when it comes to her.