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Pillow Talk

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This was a warm up writing practice piece I once did but I like it enough to post.

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“MC? Hey wake up.”

“Huh?” My eyes slowly open to find a concerned Saeyoung staring at me. “Oh Saeyoung. Thank god.”

“You were having a night terror.” He says softly as he reaches out and runs his fingers through my hair. My eyes immediately tear up from his touch. “What’s wrong?”

“I…” I begin but I lose control and latch on to him. “I had a nightmare you weren’t real!” I cry as I sob into his chest. “You manifested in some silly mobile game instead! I had to share you with like a million other people!”

“Sssssh” he hushes me but it sounds like he’s holding back laughter.

“It’s not funny!” I cry looking up at him. “I missed you so much that I wrote fanfic about you! I bought a hundred dollar body pillow of you just so I could feel close to you!”

At this point he can’t keep a straight face. “You bought a body pillow of me?!”

“Stop laughing…” I whine as I bury my head back into his chest.

“I’m not gonna lie that sounds like something I would do.” He chuckles as he strokes my hair. “But don’t worry. My hacking skills aren’t good enough to hack reality. At least not yet.”

“Then why do I feel so scared?” I sigh out a final overdramatic sob.

“Huh?” He sounds concerned suddenly but manages to force a laugh. I can suddenly feel his body relax. “Hmmmm I like when you’re scared.”

“What?! Why?!” I look up at him again. Butterflies fill my stomach when I find him looking at me with dark desires behind his eyes.

“Cuz you’re vulnerable and needy when you’re afraid.” He chuckles darkly, “I like when you’re clingy.”

I blush at him like an idiot unable to respond. My expression causes a huge grin to form across on his face before he rolls our bodies over so he’s hovering on top of me.

I’m acting ridiculous I know. There’s no other existence I’d prefer than being under him while he studies me with such hungry eyes. But I still can’t shake this terrible feeling that none of this is real.

Nevertheless, my eyes go submissive to let him know I want him to take advantage of my vulnerability. “I love you.” I whisper right before he's unable to contain himself any longer.