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[12:07 am] || jeon wonwoo (전원우)

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With your legs wrapped around his hips and your arms wrapped around his shoulders, you buried your face into the crook of his neck.

He was playing games and you were sitting on his lap, being clingy on a rainy midnight. Lighting would flash from time to time and thunder would roar every once in a while raindrops were calmly leaving pitter-patters.

As Wonwoo's hands hastily pressed keyboard keys, you started sneaking kisses tracing down his neck. Your soft giggles that tickled his skin only made him want to stop his game.

“What are you doing?” Wonwoo asked, his eyes and hands still focused on the game but his mind focused on your actions.

You spoke softly, your voice tired and every breath you let out continued to tickle his skin. “You know, It's been a while since I've stayed up this late. I don't even know how I managed, doing nothing.”

The cold night left your hands icy as they slowly ran through the back of his head. The feeling was refreshing, like a splash of cold water on a hot summer day. He had been sitting for hours just gaming when you decided to crawl into his lap.

He didn't mind it and rather liked it. He was surprised at how cold your hands were though. Usually, it was Wonwoo who would be the one to have cold hands.