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On a quiet evening, Minji and Hanni found themselves in the cozy comfort of Minji’s room. The soft glow of the fairy lights that Hanni put up adorned the walls, creating a warm, intimate ambiance. They were curled up on Minji’s bed, nestled closely together.
“Hey,” Minji said, remote in hand, “what movie do you want to watch?”
“…Hm…?” Hanni hummed against her neck, not really paying attention. She was a bit preoccupied with her quest to make sure she was as close to Minji as possible for whatever reason.
Minji sighed, “I asked you what you wanted to watch,” she placed a hand against the small of Hanni’s back, smoothing her hand over the fabric of her hoodie in a rhythmic manner.
“I dunno,” Hanni answered, “What do you want to watch?”
“Ratatouille,” Minji’s response was quick, and it took Hanni by surprise. The girl attempted to stifle her laugh, but ultimately failed once she saw Minji's serious expression.
As Minji began typing the name of the movie into the search bar, Hanni, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, decided to shift her position, subtly maneuvering herself so that her head rested just below Minji’s chin.
Minji, momentarily taken aback, couldn't suppress a playful grin, "Hanni, what are you doing?"
Hanni tilted her head back, her eyes twinkling with amusement, "Just trying to find the perfect spot to enjoy the movie, baby. You’re just so cozy."
Minji chuckled, "Cozy…I like cozy,” fingers tracing gentle circles on Hanni’s arm, “Hanni is cozy, too,” she continued, earning a giggle from Hanni, followed by a sweet kiss on her neck, “Can we watch Ratatouille?”
“I’m down to watch that little rat man,” Hanni stated, a slight smirk on her face.
Minji furrowed her brows, “His name is Remi, and he’s not just a ‘little rat man,’” she retorted, “he’s a professional chef,” with pursed lips, she put on the movie, rolling onto her back and crossing her arms in front of her in a faux-pout.
“Okay, okay,” Hanni replied, wrapping an arm around Minji’s torso, “Sorry, Remi,” she continued, looking at the screen. In all honesty, she couldn’t care less about what movie they watched. As long as she got to see Minji’s happy face as she watched the little rat man make food or whatever, she was happy too.
They settled into the new position. Hanni tucked her head into the crook of Minji’s neck, relishing in her comforting presence. As the movie played, Hanni couldn’t help but adore her Minji. Her cute little reactions, her giggles, the way her eyes sparkled, her everything. To Hanni, Kim Minji was the cutest girl in the world.
As the movie went on, Hanni could feel her eyelids getting heavy. With a yawn, she softly whispered into Minji’s ear, "Hey, baby?”
“Hm?” Minji questioned in response, her voice a soft hum.
“I’m getting kinda tired,” she replied, “If I fall asleep, feel free to wake me up, okay?” leaving a kiss on Minji’s ear, she settled down next to her on the bed. Minji then wrapped her arm around Hanni’s shoulders and pulled her back into her embrace, causing Hanni to raise her head in surprise, “What was that for?”
Minji looked away, and in a small voice, replied, “I like when you lay on me,” a small blush crept up her face, “It feels nice,” she began to bashfully trace little shapes into Hanni’s shoulder with her thumb.
Hanni’s circuits locked up for a moment, ‘God, she’s so cute…’ she thought. After a second or two, she replied, “Jeez, you dork,” and flustered as ever, buried her face into Minji’s neck. She grabbed at the hem of Minji's shirt, pulling on it in an attempt to bring her closer. Minji’s breath hitched and her heart began to beat harder, but she tried to ignore it. As Hanni nuzzled her warm face into her neck with a content hum, she realized that it would be quite difficult to do so. Her grip on her became ever so slightly tighter as a result.
Hanni noticed, but she thought that it was just Minji trying to make her more comfortable. With a sigh, she stretched out her legs one last time before finally coming to a rest. Minji brought her other hand up to Hanni’s and laced their fingers together, bringing them upwards to rest atop her stomach.
Hanni placed a soft, lingering kiss against her neck, making Minji’s heart feel like it went into third gear.
Hanni, attentive to every little thing about Minji, noticed. With a sly grin beginning to grow upon her face, she placed another kiss against her neck, humming against her as she did so.
Minji’s heart went into fourth gear. She pulled Hanni closer again, earning a soft hum from the girl.
“You okay, baby?” Hanni questioned. She ran her fingers over Minji’s knuckles in a soothing manner.
“…Wanna…hold Hanni…” Minji whispered. Hanni let out a soft ‘ah’ in understanding. She placed a soft kiss against Minji’s collarbone. Her lips lingered against the spot as she began to think. After a quick pause, she pressed them against it again. And again. And she continued to do so for at least three minutes.
In those three minutes, Minji became more restless. “Mh…Hanni…” she mumbled, absentmindedly rolling her shoulder back to give Hanni more space to roam. Her eyes closed for a moment. She realized that she was also growing tired. As Hanni shifted and wrapped a leg over hers, Minji let out a sigh, releasing her grip on the girl.
Hanni detangled her fingers from Minji’s, opting to run her hand across her abdomen instead, tracing the outline of the girl’s abs through her shirt. At a particularly firm press of her lips, along with a thumb digging into the divot of the girl’s hip, Minji let out a whimper, unable to do anything but gaze at Hanni. Oh, how badly she wanted to kiss her.
As if she could read Minji’s thoughts, Hanni leaned back slightly and met Minji’s gaze with her tired, glossy eyes. Her face was adorned by a subtle pink hue that traveled across her cheeks.
Minji brought her hand up and cupped the side of her face. Their eyes locked, a silent agreement passing between them. Slowly, Minji leaned in, her lips gently brushing against Hanni's in a tender and lingering kiss, sending a jolt of electricity through their bodies. It started with a gentle press. Their lips moved together like they were pieces of a puzzle that was made of four pieces only. Minji's hand cradled Hanni's cheek, her thumb caressing the soft skin, while Hanni's fingers gently traced the sharp outline of Minji's jaw. Their bodies pressed closer and closer together, as if the air in the room was condensing them into a singularity in space and time.
Minji’s head met the pillow once again, with Hanni’s lips following hers along the way. The air crackled with anticipation as they surrendered to the electric chemistry that bound them.
Minutes stretched on forever as they lost themselves in the moment, their kisses like a fireworks display of desire. Finally, with a breathless gasp, they reluctantly broke apart, their lips hovering so close they could feel each other's breath.
With a contented sigh, Hanni whispered, "You're my cozy place, Minji."
To which Minji replied with, “You’re my cozy place, too.”
In the soft glow of Minji’s room, the couple held each other close. In that tranquil moment, they realized that their love was a sanctuary, a cozy place where they could always find comfort and happiness. Wrapped in each other's arms, they drifted off to sleep.
They had completely forgotten about the little chef on the screen, but it didn’t matter. They could always watch the movie tomorrow.