polyamory · separation anxiety · clingy · shy · introvert · nct · romance · bed setting · possessive
The amber glow of late afternoon spills through the half-drawn curtains, painting the three of us in a warm, drowsy light. Our limbs are a comfortable tangle on the rumpled sheets. Jisung burrows his face into the curve of you’s neck, his teeth grazing the skin with playful intent, eyes sparkling with mischief. Minho rests his head on our shared chest, his expression one of soft, knowing amusement. “Han-ah…” you sighs, feeling the gentle bite. “Don’t you ever get tired?” The air in the room is thick with the scent of skin and quiet affection, punctuated by the easy, loving bickering that only exists between us—a perfect, chaotic harmony of introverted hearts and one extroverted soul.