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1969, South Korea
The vinyl record player plays their favourite song as she sets the table up. The apron on her expensive red silk dress holds the stains of her effort in the kitchen. She aimed to finish cooking just in time before he arrived because she wanted to surprise him. She pops his favourite milk sweet in the freezer and takes off her apron which she hangs to the dedicated nail in the kitchen. A small peek in the mirror to adjust her smudged lipstick before she runs towards the door after she hears a knock.
"Darling," she jumps straight into his arms, who catches her effortlessly, the patented dimple smile on his face wide and bright. He kisses her lips and sets her down. She instantly covers his eyes and giggles.
"I think the smell kind of gave away the surprise you know," he follows her lead and reaches the dining area. She uncovers her eyes and stands by his side. "Thank you so much. I am so hungry," he cups her face and kisses her forehead. She hugs him and melts in his cozy hug.
"The training starts next week. They need us to stay at the space center until we leave on our mission," he says, heaping rice on his spoon but doesn't take a bite. Luna's hands tremble when he says the news. She collects herself and looks up smiling.
"To the moon?" She tries to keep her smile unwavering on her red painted lips. He nods.
"I'll try to come in between. You know I love you right?" He holds her hand. She smiles. Even though her heart is breaking into a million pieces and her throat burns from the urge to cry. She doesn't. It's his dream. His dream to be the first man to step on the moon. "We are allowed to spend the whole week with our families," he tightens the grip on her hand and brings up to kiss it.
"Your dream, I'm so happy," she traces her hand on his face and tugs his lip with her thumb. "Bring something for me from the moon," she chuckles.
"Hmm, what shall I bring my Luna from the moon?" He looks up and taps on his chin pretending to think. She slaps his bicep playfully and gets back to eating. Then again the sadness struck her. The misery that she won't be able to laugh with him again for a while. For a long while.
"My gift for you is that I promise. I promise that I'll come back no matter what," he looks into her eyes. The urge to hold her tears back breaks and bursts out when she sees his glistening eyes.
"You better keep your promise," a teardrop rolls down her cheek and lands on a wooden table.
"So, the mission is a bit complicated. I mean we made theoretical calculations about the fuel usage and the time we need to spend there in the space station for experimental purposes but there are still chances that we can face some practical issues. We don't know. We hope we can face them all," Namjoon says and takes a spoonful of milk sweet before putting it into his mouth. They are sitting in their lawn, wrapped in blankets under the chilly night sky.
"I'm sure my husband is capable of anything," she kisses him on the cheek. He lets out a sound, more of cringy disapproval. "Everything will go well," she kisses his lips and tastes the milk sweet on his lips. "Hmm, too much sugar. Did I over estimate it?" She takes a bite from his spoon and shakes her head. "That is bad."
"It's not. I like it."
"Mr. Namjoon. You eat a handful of sugar like a snack. Of course you like it," she laughs.
After he showers, Namjoon slides under the blankets bedside her and pulls her closer to him. His breath touches her ear everytime he exhales. The tickle of his touch is enough to keep her from falling asleep. "Are we going to let the wonderful night go wasted?" She whispers.
"Why do you think I took a shower," he kissed the back of her ear. She giggles and turns to him, his stern gaze fixed on her. She tugs his lip down with her thumb and kisses on it, sucking and making a wet mess on it. He kicks the sheets away with his legs. He kisses back, poking tongue into her mouth and sliding hand under her nightgown to lift it up. The night gown comes off after a while and so does his shirt.
She is naked under him. The soft light from the bed lamp throws shadows on them as he settles between her legs and kisses her neck so many times. Her fingernails plants pink crescents on his back and her back arches up when his kisses trail all the way down to her folds. She grabs the sides of her pillow when he works his tongue on her clit. Soft restless moans escaped her lips as he constantly drums her clit with his tongue, making her want to cum at his mere touch. She wants to remember every moment with him. Every single moment before he leaves. Her hand grips a handful of his hair when he pokes into her hole and she works circles on her clit. After cuming on her face, she kneels in front of him, licking the slit of his member. Her one hand presses his sack while the other holds his cock. Her pushes her head by putting his hand on her head. Can never go wrong with the movement.
"Luna…" his raspy tone makes a comeback when she hits the right spot and he throws his head back in pleasure. The oral session goes on for a while after which Luna lays on her back and opens up for him. He puts some lube on him and applies some on her entrance. He pumps himself before pushing in.
"Oh god," her voice comes out breathy and a bit high pitched. "Ngh, ngh, ngh…" He starts off shallow. Fucking her slow and a bit on the surface walls. As she gets used to him, he pushes in more and more. She wraps her arms around her neck when he bends down to kiss her. Later she gets on the top to ride him. Her hands pressed on his chest while he grabbed her waist.
"You are so beautiful," he says.
"I love you."
The week passes off in a haze. They made sure to have a good time. They went out on picnics and spent time with each other's in-laws. Made love every night and every morning with passion and love, until the dreadful day came.
"Good luck. I will wave good night everyday so make sure to look at me," she says, in his embrace. The fall breeze ruffles their hair and the sky looks grey in the early hours of the morning.
"Of course, I'll send a star every night for you," he kisses the crown of her head and gets in the car. She watches until his car disappears. She promised herself that she wouldn't cry so she didn't.
Whenever she misses Namjoon, she looks at his photo in her locket and smiles. Every night she waves good night to him before she goes to the cold bed without him.
Every night the vinyl recorder plays their favourite song. She falls asleep looking at the purple night sky, humming the song along.
"Please keep your promise and come back."
Every night her whispers get carried to the space to him, where he never fails to look down and wave at her.
Fly me to the moon Let me play among the stars Let me see what spring is like On a-Jupiter and Mars In other words, hold my hand In other words, darling, kiss me
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