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•• ━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━ •• Five | Yugyeom.
I take a good look around me and find myself smiling yet again. Every part of this apartment holds a sweet memory. The dining room is our newest addition to the mix, memories of us engaging in untimely activities the night I proposed to her.
The couch where we often cuddle and watch stupid reality shows and movies. The bathroom where we tend to cling grossly to one another when getting ready to part ways for the day. The kitchen where she cooks for me and tells me priceless stories about her day and the people who dare to cross her.
The bedroom where... you know happens.
And the patio. Where we laugh at the things that used to bother or offend us. Where she kisses me goodbye and withstands the judgmental leers from people that pass us by in the morning. But we don't care to pay them any mind these days. We just continue getting lost in one another.
"I'll see you later," She tells me, standing at the door as I pull on my shoes and straighten my wrinkled sweatpants. I nod silently and observe her with a smile. She jolts and brings her hands up to her face to feel for any crumbs or sticky substances. "Is there something on my face?" She asks, slightly panicked.
I bring my hands up to pull hers away from her face. "No, no."
I continue to stare at her, not caring that I should be well on the way to the studio by now. "You're perfect," I tell her, watching as she smiles, soothed by my reassurance. I nod my head in agreement with my statement.
"Absolutely perfect."
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When class ends, I bid farewell to everyone and set out to collect my things. I retrieve my phone from my bag and check for any missed calls or messages from (Y/n). My fiancé. The woman only I get to be with. I smirk to myself at the thought, scolding myself right after for being so smug.
Get ahold of yourself, I say to myself, sliding my thumb across the screen to unlock it. When a red circle stamps itself on the messages app, I tap the screen, looking to find a message from someone. When the bolded contact appears in front of me, I smile subconsciously.
'Out with Dalkyum, Will be back soon, Be sure to eat deliciously.
I love you.'
I texted back a quick reply and slid my phone in my back pocket. Then I frowned, realizing I didn't feel like going home to an empty house. As I began to brainstorm about what I would be sinking my teeth into, stuck between a burger and bibimbap, a startling vibration had me reaching for my back pocket. I sighed as the face of a semi-attractive male appeared before me. Smiling way too damn wide with eyes hiding under his cheeks.
