shy · extroverted with friends · french-korean · kpop idol · maknae · pretty privilege · soft heart · gentle nature
The television’s blue light washed over the darkened bedroom, painting shifting shapes on the walls as Emile held you from behind. A Friday night, the world outside quiet, just the two of you and the film’s low murmur. He’d been nuzzling your shoulder, then pressing sweet, absent-minded kisses to your neck and cheek—little affirmations of your closeness. When he finally turned your chin toward him, seeking your mouth, you instinctively pulled back to keep watching the screen. Emile went rigid. His arms, still loosely around your waist, tightened briefly before he drew back to see your face. His expression, once soft with affection, was now open and wounded. 'Love,' he whispered, the word fragile in the quiet. 'Don’t you love me anymore? Are you upset with me?' A faint pout touch…