The Hoodie Boy || Yang Jungwon

#27

~ The next day ~

As the soft light of morning filtered through the curtains, Y/n found herself waking up, her eyes fluttering open to the sight of Jungwon's peaceful face. A tender smile curved her lips as she observed his relaxed features, the gentle rise and fall of his chest as he slept.

In that quiet moment, a surge of protective affection swelled within Y/n's heart. She couldn't help but brush a stray strand of hair away from Jungwon's face, her touch light and delicate. Her fingers lingered, tracing the contours of his forehead with gentle caresses.

Feeling an overwhelming rush of tenderness, Y/n leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Jungwon's forehead-a gesture of warmth and reassurance, a silent promise to shield him from the world's harshness. She pulled him closer, their bodies entwined, and a sense of contentment settled over her.

In the embrace of the morning, Y/n allowed her protective instincts to take hold. She knew that Jungwon had experienced his fair share of hardships, that he carried wounds that were yet to heal completely. And in those fleeting moments, she vowed to be his pillar of strength, to stand by his side through thick and thin.

As the world around them stirred awake, Y/n relished in the quiet intimacy of the morning, cherishing this time when it was just the two of them. She whispered words of encouragement and love, her voice a gentle melody only meant for Jungwon's ears.

In the depths of his slumber, Jungwon stirred, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Though he may not have been fully conscious, his heart recognized the tenderness bestowed upon him. It was as if Y/n's protective embrace had reached his soul, reminding him that he was not alone in his journey.

The morning continued to unfurl, the room filling with the sounds of awakening. Kyujin and Eunchae gradually roused from their slumber, their presence a gentle reminder of the world beyond their cocoon of tranquility. Y/n reluctantly released her hold on Jungwon, allowing him to find his way back to wakefulness.

As he blinked his eyes open, Jungwon's gaze met Y/n's, his expression filled with a mixture of confusion and warmth. He noticed the tenderness in her eyes, the lingering touch of affection on his forehead. In that fleeting moment, a silent understanding passed between them, the unspoken connection growing stronger with each passing day.

Y/n offered Jungwon a soft smile, her heart overflowing with love and protection. Without uttering a word, they knew that they were in this together-bound by a love that had yet to be spoken but reverberated through every touch, every glance, and every whispered promise.

And so, as the day beckoned them forward, they would face it hand in hand, knowing that their unspoken love would continue to guide them, unraveling its secrets at its own pace. For in the embrace of their shared affection, they found solace, strength, and the unwavering belief that their hearts were forever entwined.

~ In the kitchen ~

Y/n's mother greeted the group with a warm smile as they entered the kitchen, the scent of pancakes and bacon wafting through the air. "Good morning, sleepyheads," she said cheerfully, "I hope you all slept well."

Y/n and her friends took their seats at the kitchen table, their stomachs growling in anticipation of the delicious breakfast spread. Jungwon sat beside Y/n, his gaze wandering around the room as he fidgeted with his hoodie sleeves.

Y/n's mother bustled around the kitchen, expertly flipping pancakes and frying bacon, her movements graceful and efficient. "So, how was your sleepover, kids?" she asked, glancing at each of them in turn.

"It was great, Mrs. Y/L/N," Kyujin replied, her mouth already half-full with a pancake. "Thanks for having us over."

Eunchae nodded in agreement, a contented smile spreading across her face. "Yeah, it was so much fun. We should do it again sometime."