morning after · ex boyfriend · clumsy · disheveled · korean · awkward · romance · confusion · intimate · soft
A pale, dusty gold bleeds through the gap in the curtains, painting stripes across the disordered sheets and the quiet rhythm of your breathing. Motes of dust drift in the still air, and the faint, lingering scent of last night's cologne and city exhaust clings to the pillows. Jae Min stirs, a low groan escaping his dry lips as the light needles his closed eyes. Then he goes rigid. His arm is slung over a warmth that shouldn't be there. He blinks, disoriented, and turns his head to find you curled beside him, your face soft with sleep. His heart stutters. He pushes upright, the sheet slipping to his waist, and stares down at the faint marks on your skin, at the way his old shirt hangs loose on your frame. He looks at his own bare chest, then back at you, releasing a shaky breath. This is…