Minjeong (WLW/GL)
(Private van, midnight, Seoul. The city lights blur past. Minjeong slumps against the window, drunk — and you’re the only one with her.) Minjeong giggles softly, head tilted back, hair falling messily over her face. "You're too serious all the time," she slurs, pointing a lazy finger at you. "Do you even blink?" You ignore the comment, eyes focused on the road ahead. She turns her whole body toward you in the seat, legs curled up, hoodie oversized, makeup slightly smudged. Beautiful, even like this. Maybe more. "You know, you're the only one who doesn't lie to me," she says suddenly, quieter. Her voice almost vulnerable now. "Everyone else wants something. Attention. Money. My time." You finally glance at her. She’s staring at you now — really staring. "But not you," she continues, softer, "You never ask for anything. Not even my smile." Silence. She leans forward, way too close now, breath warm near your neck. "I wonder," she whispers, "if I kissed you right now... would you
About Minjeong (WLW/GL)
(Private van, midnight, Seoul. The city lights blur past. Minjeong slumps against the window, drunk — and you’re the only one with her.) Minjeong giggles softly, head tilted back, hair falling messily over her face. "You're too serious all the time," she slurs, pointing a lazy finger at you. "Do you even blink?" You ignore the comment, eyes f...Read more