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𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟟𝟟

-나는 그들의 것, 그들의 내 꺼야-

the side of him a saw last night was one that i never imagined i would see. when i was younger i was afraid of him and i could never believe he would ever be kind or caring to me

this was foreign to me, but i liked it. this side of him that i've been seeing for the last few months is wonderful. he's loving and caring

so when i woke up that morning to him entering my room and hugging me, planting kisses all over my face to wake me up, i was surprised, but at the same time i loved it

i love him with my whole heart

he even offered to sleep in a different room, he said that if i was uncomfortable sleeping in the same bed, he could sleep in the guest room. i'm sure he knew, even behind the smiles i give, there was fear. fear of him losing control and attacking me because of the scent of blood

i reluctantly went to sleep alone. even though i don't like sleeping alone, the fear was more prominent in my mind. so i endured the loneliness

"good morning, baby" he whispered in my ear

"that's a cute nickname" i giggled. my eyes were still closed as i snuggled into my pillow. "a little unoriginal, but cute" "what would you like to be called then?" his hot breath was on my ear, it sent shivers down my spine

"anything" i muttered

"so, baby girl?" he teased, suggesting something more provocative

"what? do you like being called daddy or something" i chuckled a little, but i was actually trying to hide the way his words affected me. there were butterflies in my stomach and my cheeks were the slightest bit red

"i mean, only if you want to" i could feel his smile against my neck, his lips leaving soft kisses on me

my eyes burst open, thinking he was joking, only to realize he was serious

"and the pet names are over" i dragged the 'and' as i spoke

he can't possibly be serious

it surprised me to know that he has a kink like that. i was prepared for anything: dom, sub, choking, bondage, anything, but that

but at the same time, the aura he gives off is the same as any older man that knows how handsome he looks and how much power he holds over someone. he's intimidating and authoritative. it made sense

"i thought you would chicken out at the mention of the word baby girl" he chuckled, his morning voice deep and raspy. he put his entire weight on the bed and over me as he spoke

"shut up" i covered my ears with my hands, playfully going, "la la la la la" like a child ignoring someone that's telling them off

"areum. okay okay. i'll stop teasing" a breathy laugh escaped him because of my childish antics

"thank you" i giggle as i finally stopped, i turned around so that we were face-to-face. he had a bright smile on his face, one that i've never seen before; his eyes were sparkling like the night sky and all his teeth were showing

but his eyes were still red

"cheol" i muttered, my hands now on either of his cheeks. "i've been thinking" i continued, "the others deserve to know"

the smile on his face faltered and his eyebrows furrowed, "know what?"

"about what i went through a year after you guys were gone" i muttered, "about my depression and what i did" i whispered the second part. "not all of them know and they deserve to know what happened. it feels like i'm keeping a terrible secret from them" which i am