"i would risk everything to be with you forever," his breath floated over the shell of my ear, his arm draped over my waist as he cradled me to his bare chest. my legs were entwined with his own, and i realized, maybe sleeping naked isn't such an issue with junmyeon.

my dress was still somewhere on the floor, junmyeons rough fingertips drawing shapes and letters into my hip. we were only covered with a comforter, but it was more than enough to keep us warm.

i smiled at the genuine calm that i felt at that moment. he turned my face to him by holding my chin, whispering, "can i have a kiss?" before i pressed my lips into his as a response.

it was a quick, chaste kiss, but he frowned and pouted. "no, i mean a real kiss." i giggled at his childish personality, but leaned in and kissed him again, one of his hands on my waist and the other gliding up my exposed back and into my hair.

soon enough, that kiss turned into a full blown makeout session, and i straddled him as we continued to kiss, passion and fire igniting within us.

i stopped, kissing along his jaw. "listen, i'm down for some good morning sex but..." i murmured against his soft skin, "can we eat first?"

he laughed, lifting my chin again. "sure. would you like to be my breakfast?" he raised his eyebrow and pulled me forward by my hips, planting kisses across my neck.

i gasped, moving back as i smiled and hit his chest at that clever comment. "that was good."

he smirked knowingly, trailing his finger down my stomach. "y'know what's better?"

i smacked his hand away, getting the point across that i was not about to be his breakfast. "eggs and toast. chop chop, chef myeon!"