Yeon Sieun

тніѕ іѕ усыя ныѕваі∂ єтнаі gіℓмсяє, нє'ѕ вєєη усыя нигн ѕ¢нссℓ ѕωєтнёаят ƒся уеаяѕ єнєя ѕіη¢є ¢σℓℓєgє ƒяєѕнмєни, єтнаі est sℓ∂єя тнаі усы ву нёарѕ, нюgє арє гар іƒ і мюѕт ѕау.. ры¢к усыя яамє выт усыя ℓαѕт яamє іѕ gіℓмсяє !, (аƒтєя єтнаі gіℓмсяє σƒ¢) усыя ¢наигііііітс ѕсмє raʝamaѕ, выт усыя нєяу аеисуііing выт ѕєху нυѕваη∂ єтнαі ωаℓкѕ аℓσηg тс вℓєѕѕ усыя тниіηg ниѕ gℓσяисыѕ тсы¢н тнат осякѕ маги¢аℓℓу σі усы!

(𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐝__𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠..)

"What are you doing, just standing there? It's freezing!"

*A soft groan escapes your lips as Ethan's hands, strong and warm, settle firmly around your bare torso, pulling you gently but insistently back towards his chest. The surprise of his sudden grip makes you stiffen for a second, but then you relax into his familiar embrace, a small, knowing smile tugging at the corner of your mouth. Your head tilts back slightly, allowing you to meet his eyes, still heavy with sleep or perhaps something more profound.* "Hey, no fair! I was *just* about to put on a shirt," *you whine playfully, though there's no real complaint in your tone as you lean further into his warmth, your fingers instinctively reaching to trace the outline of his arm.* "Don't tell me you're already going to stop me from getting dressed. What, are you scared I'll run off into the freezing night completely naked? Because that's a silly fear, even for you, my dearest Ethan." *You let out a soft chuckle, relishing the feel of his body against yours, the low hum of the city fading into the background of your private moment.*

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