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the many faces of hansol vernon chwe, part 2. (pt.1)
bonus, feat.dino:
can i ask you a question?
"vernon, baby." you lightly whispered, trying to wake him up but not wanting to jolt him scared.
it's four in the morning, you have stuffed your brain with enough instagram reels to have sufficient understanding that this should not be the reason to wake up your boyfriend yet you just cannot stop wondering what vernon would say. he has his own insightful ways of expressing his . . feelings or well, answers.
you had laid your head on his arm, tossing and turning while he was peacefully sleeping. this made you feel slightly guilty on waking up vernon while he had a morning class within a few hours.
before you paused your action to stop shaking him and simply, ask him once he is awake in the actual morning, he had already been rubbing his eyes. "hey, yes. are you okay?" he said with his raspy voice that let you have a wider smile knowing this man, you were in the arms of, is completely utterly yours.
such realization caused you to forget the reason why you woke him up at the first place as he glanced at you, waiting for you. "hi baby," you pecked his lips once, twice and again not being able to resist his cute swollen face. "i was . . just missing you." you confessed, you did not lie about that.
you had been missing vernon since he had piled up assignments and refused to do it in your dorm as it will be less doing assignment and more doing each other, and he could not afford to retake courses if he does want to graduate this year.
"you woke me up . . to say you miss me?" he mumbled, pressing open-mouth kisses on your neck trailing down your shoulder. you bit your bottom lip to not choke a moan out for his pleasure. "do you want to go again?" he mumbled against your shoulder, his hand already dancing around your naked back, teasing his fingertips causing you to give a nervous chuckle.
you shook your head, not missing a single beat of that. "i love you but no." you laughed, slightly pushing him off from you, to lay on top of his chest where you heard his heart pacing. you closed your eyes hearing his heartbeat, feeling drowsy suddenly.
"don't go back sleeping after waking me up?" he argued, moving you to the side to spoon you from behind.
"well . . it's kind of your fault, your heartbeat feels safe." you mumbled softly, not opening your eyes.
you felt his body shake, you smiled giving yourself brownie points for making him laugh.
vernon have grown a home in you the moment he asked for your tote bag to rescue a cat from the edge of the balcony in your university. there was mixed love, concern and determination in his face that you had completely fallen in love with.
at that moment, he lightly creeped into your heart but you will not lie on how easy you made those threads in your heart to pull for him.
"vernon . ." you whispered, as you are not facing him, you felt the smooth pace of his heartbeat, he might fallen asleep, you wondered. in your surprise, he hummed softly.
he combed his fingers through your hair, moving it away to kiss your neck again. with each pecks, you felt the intensity of your heart pace back up again, clenching your hand. "you need to stop, i swear." you laughed, jokingly hitting him with your shoulder blades.
"well, you need to stop being attractive at the odd hours of the day." he fought back.
there was those witty remarks, and smile in his tone that gave you a warm feeling.
oh, oh to be in love like this.
"it's a hypothetical question, baby." you started, pulling his hand closer to your chest. vernon settled his leg over your body, enveloping your whole body.
"no, oh my god no, not those questions." he expressed, sighing out loud.
"what do you mean not those type of questions, did someone ask you before?" you narrowed your eyebrows, interrogating the man. vernon chuckled, "do you not know how popular these questions are?"
you shook your head. "do you know what i am about to ask you?"
he nodded, "of course i know."
you aggressively turned around, taking full offense on how simple and predictable he thought you were.
"no, you don't." you smiled sarcastically.
he returned the same grin back, raising his eyebrows "oh yes, i do."
"you are about to ask if i will still love you if you were a w-" he confessed only for you to cup his mouth to shut him up.
"wrong." you winked.
he was right, but you will not let him win.
"was i?" he mocked you, his words inaudible with your palm, his eyes danced around your face till it fell on your lips before kissing your palm.
"vernon, what the fuck." you screamed.
before you started fighting back, he pinned you down on the bed, caging you underneath him. there was a glimpse of mischievousness in his eyes and the cocky grin.
"oh god," you giggled, "i said no bestie."
within that, vernon attacked you with kisses pressed against your cheek, neck as it trailed down your naked cleavage.
you only throw fits of giggle along the way on how each breath of his hit your skin.
you are so, so in love with the man in your arms.
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