Afterglow II

author's note: written way before Afterglow, but a friend said it had some connection.

it's like a he said, she said fic....

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She stirs in bed and opens her eyes as the 1st few rays of the sun touches her face. She used to roll around in her bed king size bed, but she’s learned to sleep on one side now. She sits on the edge with eyes still closed, just enjoying the cool marble floors against her feet. She yawn and shakes off the last residues of sleep. She grabs her discarded robe and walks towards the patio. It was a fantabulous view. The condominium was chosen well, which must’ve cost a fortune. This was definitely something a Hwangbo Hyejung would never have chosen. Other than the fact that it costs too much, it was too flashy a neighborhood. It was more like a hotel suite rather than a cozy home. It had no traces of home, but it was the safest of neighborhood, away from crazy fans, paparazzi and absurd anti fans plus no media men were allowed inside not even 50 meters outside the gates. It was the safest haven for celebrities looking for some peace and quiet after work. And a hiding place to those scrutinized by the public.

She’s back to reality now as she steps inside the dim room. She stops on her tracks as the white linens rustled. A body was struggled lightly then stretches his arms and legs. A pair of lovely sleepy eyes stared at her. A smile was slowly forming on the person’s lips. GOOD MORNING, he whispers in a low raspy bedroom voice. In that very instant, she swears her heart did a triple somersault and a double back flip. Then, she smiles at him thinking, HERE’S THE REASON WHY A WHOOPING AMOUNT FOR A CONDOMINIUM UNIT WAS NECESSARY.

He flips the comforter inviting her back to bed, and she more than happily takes his offer.
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His eyes were closed, but he was fully awake now. His bed has never been this warm and comfortable before. It finally felt like he was home after years and years of soul searching. He found it amusing to have to wake up at dawn. Somehow, even in his sleep, he found it necessary to make sure the person who brought warmth and comfort was still beside him ready to flash a smile and kiss him ever so gently. He glides his hand over to the other side of the bed, searching for that person, but she was not there. Alarm finally sets in and he opened his eyes to make sure she was not playing tricks on him. But she really was not there. The early rays of the morning sun coming from the sliding doors were blocked by a familiar shadowy figure. He can rest easy now for he was more than sure it was her.

She comes in form the patio. He takes a mental note never to get such a huge place, so it’ll be easier to find her if and when she decides to wander off in the morning. He looks at her with sleepy eyes, GOOD MORNING! It was in fact more than that. To him, it was a great morning. Like a goddess appearing from the heavens above, she appeared, an apparition worth witnessing. She was a miracle that he was blessed with. He then realizes he would pay double, hell, even triple for this place where he could just spend time with her and behold such a beautiful sight each waking moment of his life. It suddenly felt like his heart was caught up in his chest when her lips broke into that radiant smile and her eyes twinkled in that amazing glow which surfaces only when she is honestly and truthfully happy.

He flips the comforter and invites her back to bed, so he could hold her tight and feel her near, she was afterall, his pride and joy.