¹⁶┆𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮ᥫ᭡.ִֶָ𓂃

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The weeks after our third month together seemed to pass in a strange, delicate rhythm. Jungwon and I were happy deeply, effortlessly happy but there was an undercurrent I couldn't ignore. We weren't as inseparable as before. University demanded my attention, and the café schedule kept us on different tracks. He seemed a little distant at times, lost in thought, and I wondered if the past he refused to share was weighing on him.

Yet every moment we did spend together felt like stolen magic. Two months of careful, tender dates had shaped us into a couple who knew how to love quietly. We still hadn't crossed the line into intimacy, and though I felt that pull between us, I knew Jungwon wanted the perfect moment for me. That made me trust him even more.

Kai and I were on good terms again, the awkwardness of that night long forgotten. He treated me with friendly warmth, though I noticed a faint, unreadable tension between him and Jungwon when our paths crossed at the café. I didn't care much. My heart only had room for Jungwon.

It was one ordinary week, until Jungwon casually mentioned a plan that made my pulse race.

Jungwon:"We should take a day off," he said quietly one afternoon, as we wiped down the café counter together. His voice was calm, but I caught that spark in his eyes I'd learned to recognize: mischief, excitement, anticipation. Jungwon:"I have a surprise for you. Dress nicely."

I blinked, trying to hide my excitement. Sohee:"A... surprise?"

He gave a small, secretive smile. Jungwon:"You'll see. Just wear your nicest dress."

The rest of the week felt like slow-motion. Every glance he cast at me made my stomach flutter. Every gentle touch sent shivers down my spine. I tried to focus on my classes, but my thoughts always wandered back to him wondering what kind of surprise he had planned, imagining what he might do, how he might look.

Saturday morning arrived, and I couldn't contain my excitement. I spent hours getting ready, carefully choosing my outfit: a beautiful spring dress that swayed gently around my knees, soft curls in my hair held back with a delicate floral clip, and just enough makeup to highlight my features without looking overdone. I checked my reflection repeatedly, smoothing the hem of my dress, making sure everything was perfect.

When I heard the soft honk outside, my heart jumped. I ran to the window, and there he was Jungwon, waiting patiently by his car, looking impossibly elegant in a tailored suit, crisp white shirt, and a thin, elegant tie. In his hands was a small bouquet of flowers, their petals delicate and soft, filling the morning air with a faint, sweet scent.

I hurried to the door, and as I opened it, Jungwon's eyes softened with that shy, warm smile I knew so well.

Jungwon:"For you," he said, offering the flowers.

I took them, my fingers brushing his for a brief moment, and felt my cheeks flush. Sohee:"Thank you... they're beautiful," I whispered.

He let my arm slip into his, holding me close as we walked toward his car. My heart raced with anticipation. This wasn't just a date it was a promise, a secret adventure whispered into the spring air, a day that could change everything between us.

The drive itself felt like a dream. Jungwon had his hand resting lightly on the gear shift, close enough to mine that the warmth of him reached me. The quiet hum of the car, the soft city lights rushing past, and the occasional glance he stole in my direction made my stomach twist with butterflies.

When we finally arrived, my breath caught. The restaurant towered in front of us like something out of a magazine tall glass windows reflecting the late afternoon glow, golden light spilling out from chandeliers inside. The entrance was lined with fresh flowers, and a doorman stood ready to greet guests. I'd only ever seen places like this in movies.

Jungwon stepped out first, walked around the car, and opened the door for me like a true gentleman. His hand reached out, steady and warm, guiding me out. For a moment, I just stared at him the way the suit framed his broad shoulders, the way his blonde hair caught the faint glow of the evening sun, the way his eyes softened only for me. He looked breathtaking.

Jungwon:"Shall we?" he asked, extending his arm with a grin.

I nodded, tucking my hand into the crook of his elbow, and we walked inside.

The interior was even more overwhelming. Crystal chandeliers hung like falling stars, their light bouncing off polished marble floors. Waiters in crisp uniforms moved gracefully between tables draped in white linen. Soft music played in the background, blending seamlessly with the low murmur of conversation. Every detail screamed luxury.

The hostess greeted us with a polite bow, and Jungwon gave his name for the reservation. To my surprise, she led us to a private corner table near a wide window overlooking the city skyline. The view itself was priceless the city spread out like a sea of sparkling jewels against the evening sky.

As we sat down, Jungwon leaned across the table, watching me carefully. His eyes crinkled slightly when he saw my hesitation as I picked up the menu.

Jungwon:"Sohee," he said gently, Jungwon:"don't hold back. Order what you want."

I glanced at the prices and nearly choked. One dish alone cost more than what I usually spent in a week. My instinct was to go for the cheapest option, but before I could even say anything, Jungwon caught my expression. His lips curled into a knowing smile.

Jungwon:"Don't," he whispered, shaking his head softly. Jungwon:"Tonight is for you. You deserve this. Let me take care of it."

Sohee:"Jungwon... this is insane," I muttered under my breath. Sohee:"Are you crazy? These prices—"

He chuckled, leaning back.Jungwon:"It's just money. I can earn it back. But moments with you? I can't replace those."

My chest tightened. No one had ever spoken to me that way before. No one had ever made me feel like I was worth more than anything money could buy.

Eventually, we ordered he made sure to pick things he thought I'd love. White wine, a creamy pasta with truffle, fresh seafood, and even lobster. When the food arrived, my senses were overwhelmed. The aroma, the flavors, the richness of every bite it was like stepping into another world.

I couldn't stop smiling as I took a bite of the pasta. Sohee:"This... oh my god, this is heaven," I said, covering my mouth with my hand.

Jungwon laughed softly, his gaze fixed on me rather than his own plate. Jungwon:"I knew you'd love it."

The whole dinner felt surreal. Between sips of wine and bites of food, we talked about little things and big dreams, about university stress and café mishaps, about silly jokes and moments that made us laugh until our cheeks hurt. It wasn't just the luxury that made it special it was him, sitting across from me, eyes filled with warmth and devotion.

When dessert finally came a delicate chocolate soufflé I felt almost guilty, imagining how much this all must have cost. But Jungwon looked perfectly at ease, as if none of that mattered.

By the time we left, I was dizzy from more than just the wine. The night air was crisp, and as Jungwon guided me back to the car, I leaned into him instinctively, my heart so full it felt like it might burst.

But instead of driving back toward the city, Jungwon took a different road. I glanced at him curiously, but he just smiled, his fingers tapping lightly against the steering wheel.

Sohee:"Where are we going?" I asked softly.

Jungwon:"You'll see."

We drove for nearly half an hour, the city lights fading into darkness until the sound of waves reached my ears. When he finally parked and stepped out, I realized we were at a secluded beach.

The sand stretched out endlessly under the pale glow of the moon, and the sea roared gently, waves kissing the shore. It was almost empty, just us and the sound of water.

Jungwon:"This is where I come when I need to clear my head," he said, his voice low, almost lost in the breeze. Jungwon:"When things get too heavy, this place... it calms me."

I wrapped my arms around myself, smiling softly. Sohee:"It's beautiful."

He turned then, looking at me, and his voice grew even softer. Jungwon:"Yeah... beautiful."

When I realized he wasn't looking at the ocean, but at me, my breath caught. The world seemed to pause. He leaned closer, brushing a strand of hair from my face, and then his lips touched mine gentle, warm, but filled with a depth that made me tremble.

The kiss was slow, tender, yet it carried something different tonight. Not just affection, but promise. My heart raced, my body leaning instinctively into his. When we finally broke apart, I was breathless, dizzy, but so full of joy I could barely speak.

He offered me his arm, and I looped mine through his, leaning into him as we walked back toward the car. But instead of taking me home, he drove us somewhere else.

By the time we arrived, I realized where we were: his apartment. The place I hadn't stepped into since New Year's. My heart pounded, anticipation and curiosity mixing together.

And that was when the night truly began to change.

When the car stopped in front of his building, my heartbeat quickened. It had been months since I'd last been here, and part of me almost didn't believe we were actually going up. Jungwon stepped out first, walked around, and opened the door for me like he always did. But this time, his eyes carried something else anticipation, maybe even a little nervousness.

Inside the lobby, his hand found mine. His grip was firm yet gentle, and though he didn't say much on the way up, I could feel the tension in the air. It wasn't heavy, not uncomfortable just charged, as if something important was waiting behind that door.

When we reached his apartment, he paused before unlocking it. He turned to me, his gaze soft but steady.

Jungwon:"Close your eyes," he whispered.

Sohee:"What? Why?" I asked, laughing nervously.

Jungwon:"Just trust me, Sohee. Close them."

I hesitated, then did as he asked. The sound of the key turning, the door swinging open, the faintest scent of roses and candle wax drifted into my senses. His hand guided me gently forward, each step measured, until finally he stopped.

Jungwon:"Okay," he said, his voice low and warm.Jungwon: "Open them."

I did. And the breath was knocked out of me.

The apartment had been transformed into something out of a dream. Rose petals scattered across the floor in a soft crimson trail, leading all the way into his bedroom. Dozens of candles flickered, bathing the room in golden light. Balloons floated near the ceiling, some tied with ribbons that spelled out I love you.

My eyes widened, my lips parting in pure shock. Sohee:"Jungwon..." I breathed. Sohee:"What is this...?"

He smiled shy, almost boyish, but so full of sincerity it made my heart ache. Jungwon:"It's for you."

My gaze followed the trail of petals into his bedroom, where the glow grew warmer, softer. The bed was covered in more roses, and on top sat a box sleek, elegant, unmistakably expensive. I walked closer, my steps slow, my pulse loud in my ears. When I opened it, I nearly staggered.

Inside was a Dior dress. The kind of dress I'd only ever seen in glossy magazine spreads, the kind I never even dreamed of touching, let alone owning. Its fabric shimmered under the candlelight, delicate and breathtaking.

My eyes snapped to him in disbelief. Sohee:"Jungwon... what is this? How—how could you—"

Jungwon:"It's yours," he said simply, stepping closer. His hand brushed my arm, reassuring. Jungwon:"Because you're mine."

My throat tightened. I didn't know whether to laugh, cry, or throw myself into his arms. Sohee:"You're insane," I whispered, shaking my head. Sohee:"Do you even know what this must have cost—"

Jungwon:"I don't care about the cost," he interrupted softly. Jungwon:"Money comes and goes. But you... Sohee, you're priceless to me."

Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes as I closed the box carefully, not trusting myself to speak without breaking down. Instead, I wrapped my arms around him, pressing my face into his chest. He smelled like cologne and something uniquely him, warm and safe. His arms came around me instantly, holding me tight, as though he never wanted to let go.

The room felt heavier now, filled with something deeper than words. When he finally pulled back, his eyes searched mine, glowing in the candlelight. Slowly, he leaned down, his lips brushing mine in a kiss that was soft at first, but quickly grew hungrier.

I gasped lightly against him, my hands instinctively clutching his jacket lapels. He took that as encouragement, deepening the kiss, tilting his head, tasting me like he couldn't get enough. My knees felt weak, my heart racing faster than ever before.

He broke the kiss only to press his lips against my neck, feather-light at first, then lingering. A shiver ran down my spine. My fingers slid up, tugging at his tie. He chuckled softly into my skin.

Jungwon:"Impatient, aren't we?" he teased, his voice husky.

Sohee:"You drive me crazy," I admitted breathlessly.

In one smooth motion, I pulled at the knot of his tie until it loosened, tossing it aside. He kissed me harder, pressing me gently onto the bed of roses, his body hovering above mine. I felt his weight, his warmth, his need but also his control, his careful restraint.

He took my leg and lifted it slightly, positioning himself closer, the kiss turning desperate. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of nerves and hunger. For once, I didn't want to hold back.

His hands moved to my waist, sliding up my sides, fingers brushing against the fabric of my dress. I reached up, fumbling with his shirt buttons, until one by one they came undone. When the fabric finally slipped off his shoulders, I couldn't help but pause his body was sculpted, strong, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths.

I leaned up, my lips brushing against his ear. Sohee:"I'm ready," I whispered. Sohee:"Jungwon... I want this."

He stilled, pulling back slightly to look at me, his expression serious. Jungwon:"Are you sure?"

Sohee:"Yes," I breathed, nodding. Sohee:"I've never been more sure of anything."

Something in his eyes darkened, not in danger but in desire. He brushed my hair gently over one shoulder, his fingers trembling slightly as he reached for the delicate knots of my dress. Slowly, carefully, he loosened them, letting the fabric slip.

And then I was left in only my lingerie red lace, perfectly matched, the one set I had saved for a moment I knew would matter. His breath hitched. His eyes widened, then softened, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Jungwon:"You're..." He swallowed hard. Jungwon:"You're so beautiful, Sohee."

Heat flooded my face. For once, I didn't feel shy, not really I felt seen, cherished.

When his lips found my skin again, trailing down my collarbone, my body trembled beneath him. My fingers tangled in his hair as he kissed lower, softer, hungrier. The room spun, the candles flickered, the roses filled the air with sweetness.

And in that moment, wrapped in love, desire, and trust I knew. Whatever happened next, it wouldn't just be lust. It would be us.

Jungwon's breath was warm against my skin as he kissed along my shoulder, his lips moving so slowly it made my chest ache with anticipation. Every touch, every brush of his mouth felt like a promise that this wasn't just about desire, but about something deeper.

His hands traced over my waist, careful, reverent, as if he were memorizing me. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer without even realizing it. He looked up at me then, his eyes dark and unreadable, but filled with so much longing that I forgot how to breathe.

Jungwon:"You're sure?" he whispered again, his voice almost trembling.

Sohee:"Yes," I whispered back, my voice steady even as my heart raced. Sohee:"I want this—with you. Only you."

Something shifted in him then. The tension in his jaw softened, and a small, tender smile curved his lips before he kissed me again deeper this time, more urgent, but still full of that careful control that was so distinctly Jungwon.

The kiss grew hungrier, and when his tongue brushed against mine, I nearly melted. Heat spread through me, stronger, sharper, than anything I'd ever felt. My body reacted before my mind could catch up, arching into him, craving more.

When his fingers brushed the straps of my bra, he hesitated. His forehead rested against mine as he breathed heavily, giving me the chance to stop him. Instead, I reached for his hand and guided it, showing him I wasn't afraid. His breath caught as the strap slid down my shoulder, exposing more of me to his gaze.

Jungwon:"Sohee..." he murmured like it was a prayer, his voice cracking slightly.

The way he looked at me like I was something rare and sacred made me want to cry. No one had ever looked at me like that before.

My trembling hands went to his waistband, fumbling slightly before I dared to undo the button. He helped me, his movements unhurried, but when his trousers fell away, leaving him in nothing but dark briefs, my face flushed hot.

He laughed softly at my expression, his thumb brushing my cheek. Jungwon:"You're adorable."

Sohee:"I'm not," I whispered stubbornly, even as my voice shook.

Jungwon:"You are," he said, kissing me again, silencing my protest.

The kiss turned into something deeper, hungrier, as I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him closer. My body felt like it was burning, but at the same time, there was this fragile sweetness in every touch, every kiss, every whispered word.

When he finally pressed his forehead against mine, both of us panting, he whispered, Jungwon:"I don't want to hurt you. Tell me if I'm too much."

Sohee:"You won't," I said softly. Sohee:"I trust you."

And it was true. I trusted him with all of me.

⌞18+⌝

Jungwon took a pack of condoms out of his nightstand, opened it, and took one out.

I was nervous about what was about to happen. I looked away as Jungwon slowly pulled down his underwear. I saw out of the corner of my eye that it was big and blushed, but continued to look away.

Jungwon seemed to have put on the condom. He slowly and gently pulled down my underwear. He was on top of me and slowly pushed his cock into me. He gently touched my hips. I felt something so hard and long penetrate me.

Jungwon let out a soft:"fuck." My knees went weak. He slowly began to move in and out, gently and lovingly. I gently grabbed his hair as he started to move a little faster. You could hear him breathing lightly and moaning. I tried to be as quiet as possible, but I couldn't.

It felt so good with Jungwon. He started to go a little deeper, and I grabbed his hair a little harder. I couldn't control myself at all. Sohee:"Jungwon, it feels so good,"I said, moaning.

Jungwon:"Oh,yeah?"He grabbed my hips a little harder. Experiencing Jungwon like this did something to me. It was so special. Only I knew this side of him.

He started to go harder and deeper. My moans were almost impossible to ignore.

Jungwon: "Sohee, you're driving me crazy, I can't hold it much longer."He started to go faster and deeper. I didn't know what the feeling was, it was indescribable. I could feel that I was about to orgasm any second. I reached my limit, and so did my body.

Jungwon kept going. I clung to his back when I realized he couldn't hold on much longer. It was intense, breathtaking, everything at once.

Jungwon:"Oh god, fuckkk."

Jungwon came, my arms away from his back, I lay there exhausted and with so many emotions all at once. Jungwon slowly pulled out and slowly took off the condom and threw it in the trash can next to us. After that, we were both naked in bed.

Jungwon pressed a soft kiss to my forehead, his lips lingering there for a moment as though he wanted to seal me with warmth. When he pulled back, his eyes searched mine with so much care.

Jungwon:"Are you okay?" he asked gently, his voice low and tender. Jungwon:"Did anything hurt?... was I too rough?"

I shook my head quickly, smiling up at him even as my cheeks burned. My body still tingled from what had just happened, but not from pain. From closeness. From him.Sohee:"No," I whispered, my voice barely steady. Sohee:"It was perfect. Really. Please don't worry."

Relief softened his features, though I could still see the way concern lingered in his eyes. He always carried that it was part of who he was, the need to protect me even from himself.

Jungwon:"You should go to the bathroom," he said softly, brushing his thumb across my cheek. Jungwon:"Take a shower if you want. It'll make you feel better. I'll go after you."

I nodded, touched by his thoughtfulness. Gathering the sheet around me, I slipped out of bed and padded toward the bathroom. The hot water washed over me quickly, and I let out a sigh, replaying every moment we had just shared. The roses, the candles, his trembling hands on my skin, the way he whispered my name like it was sacred. It hadn't just been my first time it had been the moment I gave my whole self to him, and he treated it with such care that my heart swelled just thinking about it.

When I stepped out, I putted on my underwear and wrapped myself in the towel. A knock at the door made me jump lightly, and when I opened it, Jungwon stood waiting with folded pajamas in his hands.

Jungwon:"For you," he said softly, smiling in that shy way that always melted me.

I thanked him, my heart clenching at the simple sweetness of the gesture. The fabric smelled faintly of him, clean and warm, and I slipped it on before returning to the bed.

While I tucked myself under the blanket, Jungwon disappeared into the bathroom. The sound of the shower running filled the apartment, and I curled into his pillow, breathing in his scent. My mind spun with everything the dinner, the beach, the surprise, the way he looked at me as if I was the only thing that mattered. I pressed my face into the pillow, hugging it, smiling like an idiot. He had given me something unforgettable, something more than romance. He had given me safety. He had given me love.

The water shut off. Moments later, he came out, steam still clinging to his skin, his blonde hair wet and slightly messy. He wore a simple white t-shirt and grey sweatpants, but somehow he looked better than anyone I had ever seen. The way his damp hair fell into his eyes made my heart race all over again.

God, how could one person undo me like this?

He caught me staring and grinned faintly, the tips of his ears turning red. My chest swelled at the sight. He grabbed two glasses of water from the kitchen and handed me one when he returned. Jungwon:"Drink," he said, his tone soft but firm. Jungwon:"You'll feel better."

I obeyed, sipping slowly, then set the glass down on the nightstand. He slipped into bed beside me, the mattress dipping under his weight. The moment he settled, I couldn't resist I slid closer, resting my head against his chest. His heartbeat was steady beneath my ear, strong and comforting.

Sohee:"Jungwon?" I whispered.

Jungwon:"Yes?" His voice was quiet, almost hesitant.

Sohee:"I love you." The words left me easily, truthfully, without fear.

His chest stilled beneath me for a moment. Then I felt him exhale, his hand tightening gently around me. When I tilted my face up, I saw him blushing his cheeks and even the tips of his ears were flushed. He looked down at me with an expression so pure, so vulnerable, that I felt my own eyes sting.

Jungwon:"I love you too, Sohee," he said finally, his voice trembling. Jungwon:"Really. So much."

I bit my lip, smiling as warmth filled me from head to toe. I burrowed even closer to him, tucking myself beneath his chin.Sohee:"Thank you for everything," I whispered, my voice muffled against his chest. Sohee:"You made my first time so beautiful, so special. You're such a good person, Jungwon."

His hand came up, fingers threading gently through my hair, stroking it in long, soothing motions. Jungwon:"You mean so much to me," he murmured, his voice low, almost breaking. Jungwon:"Sohee... you don't even know how much."

His touch was calming, rhythmic, and I felt myself melting beneath it. Every pass of his fingers over my scalp pulled me deeper into peace, my eyelids growing heavier. My body was exhausted, every muscle relaxed, every thought softened into one quiet truth: I was safe here. I was loved here.

As I drifted off, I could still hear him whispering my name like a prayer. And when sleep finally took me, I wished with all my heart that this moment this night, this warmth, this love—

could last forever.

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