Wrongly True Feelings

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As I took the clothes and towels from his hand, our eyes met for the tiniest of moments and he looked down. I blinked curiously at his pointed ears which turned scarlet. I smiled to myself and closed the door.
After I dried myself (and my panties), I slowly slipped the loose t-shirt over my body and pulled on the shorts Wonshik had given me. As soon as I did that, the entirety of scent assaulted me at full force.
The musk of him was so inexplicably him. My heart was out of control at the realisation while staring at myself in the mirror. These were his, and I was wearing them, my skin indirectly touched his, enough to weaken my knees.
I gathered my strength and courage  and pushed the door open. The cooler air of the room made goosebumps appear on my skin; and it wasn't only the temperature, but also the look Wonshik was giving me, the darkness of his slanted eyes electrifying in a sensuous way.

Wonsik's POV

As soon the young gir-woman walked out, my troubles were forgotten. Seeing her wearing my clothes, the fabric clinging to all her mesmerising curves, her nipples straining against the tee; something snapped inside me, only thing that mattered at the moment was how good she looked in them, like she belonged there,
To me,
And no to one else...
I felt my heart clench at the sudden clarity of my feelings.
"Wonshik?" As I met her eyes, her hesitant and shy call turned the clear pool into a feverish torrent, threatening to spill onto the banks of my life and morality.
"You must be tired... Sleep now, 'kay?" I needed to get the f*ck out of her presence in this state. As I got up and walked to her, she nodded with a warm honey like smile. I smirked in delight at her obedience.
"Good girl." And I ruffled her soft hair, fighting the urge to put a tender kiss to her forehead and left her 'room'

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He told me to sleep with those lidded eyes and that gentle voice of his but it was tinged with slight breathlessness and husk, making his already deep manly voice sound so sexy. I shivered when he ruffled my hair while uttering a hot 'good girl' to my ears and he left the room, leaving me so flustered and bothered.
I crawled into the comfortable bed, pulling the covers that smelled of him over me and I inhaled from the pillow in contentment. I knew sleep was far away but still decided to try. As I turned and reached out to rid the room of the warm yellow glow, my eyes fell on a photo frame. I blinked. I sat up out of the covers and dangling my legs the side of the bed. I grasped the photo frame and looked at it.
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Three people at the park, smiling and she knew only one of them, because he appeared in her dreams like this. All three wore smiles on there face. The woman beside the man she knew was beautiful and had grabbed the man by his elbow. Their very young son in the middle, who looked very much like his mother. "They look so happy together..." she smiled a bittersweet smile, the sugar taking over the bitter.

"They sure did."

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