"I missed you." Yongguk whispered in my ear as he covered both of us.

"I missed you too." I snuggled closer to him, inhaling his scent.

"How much?" he asked as he changed his position. Now he was hovering over me, leaning his weight on his elbows that rested on both sides of my body.

"Hmm.. About this much?" I marked a short distance with my hands.

"I'll change that." he smiled and kissed my forehead gently.

Under the sheets both of us were hidden from the world.

Under the sheets we experimented our love. I was his and he was mine.

Under the sheets we used to play. I was his doctor and he was my patient. I was his muse and he was a painter, painting my body with his lips and his fingers.

Under the sheets I could be myself and he could be him. It was just the two of us.

"How much do you love me?" I asked while hugging him tightly. He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"As much as I love my job." he murmured while planting kisses on my neck and collarbone.

"Liar." I pouted.

"Babe.." Yongguk sighed, pulling away. "We've talked about this before."

"And you always give me the same answer."

Under the sheets our bodies were tangled together.

Under the sheets we were whispering sweet things to each other.

Under the sheets we had fighs and we made up.

Under the sheets we were happy. And we didn't want to get out.

"I have a question." I leaned on my elbows, staring at him. His face is so perfect.

"What is it?" he raised an eyebrow.

"What are we?"

"What do you want us to be?" he asked and pulled my arm, causing me to lose my balance and fall on his chest.

"Everything."

Under the sheets it was our own little world. Nobody else existed.

Under the sheets he was my haven.

Under the sheets it was both heaven and hell.

"What's wrong?" Yongguk caressed my cheek gently, worried expression on his face.

"Nothing." I moved his arm away.

"It's not nothing if you are crying."

"I'm crying because of you."

Under the sheets we played with fire.

Under the sheets I was his queen and he was my king.

Under the sheets he was the boss and I was the maid.

Under the sheets I was the master and he was the slave.

Under the sheets he played with my feelings, just like he played with my body.

"You went to see her again, didn't you?" I asked, trying to hide my tears.

"I didn't have a choice." he said quietly.

"Poor you, being forced to spend time alone with a pretty model." I said sarcastically.

"It was part of my job."

"I didn't know one of your job requirements is to sleep with people.." I scoffed. "Your'e an idol, not a gigolo."

Under the sheets my heart was broken.

Under the sheets it came back to life.

Under the sheets I was like plasticine in his hands.

Under the sheets I hated myself, but I loved him.

"I brought you something." Yongguk smiled and put a wrapped box in front of me.

"What is it?" I questioned.

"Open it." he goaded.

"It's not a joke, right?" I was still suspicious.

"I promise you it isn't." he smiled and I opened the box.

Under the sheets he gave me presents.

Under the sheets he told me I was his biggest gift.

Under the sheets I was blushing like crazy.

Under the sheets I didn't realize the joke was on me.

"I can't take this." I returned the bracelet to the box. "It's expensive."

"You deserve it."

"Give it to the other girl you are seeing. I'm sure she'll be happy." I pushed the box towards him.

"But I want to give it to you." he pushed the box back to me.

"I don't want it."

Under the sheets everything disappeared. The only thing left was me and him.

Under the sheets it was like a dream. But sometimes it became a nightmare.

Under the sheets he was caring and sweet.

Under the sheets I was the only one.

"I love you." Yongguk said as his hands touched my stomach.

"You love my body, not me." I murmured and turned around, my back facing him.

"I." he planted a kiss on my shoulder. "Love." Another one. "You."

"Prove it."

"No problem." I felt his hand squeeze my . Afterwards he covered both of us.

Under the sheets he planted kisses all over my body.

Under the sheets he didn't miss a spot.

Under the sheets he loved to hear me moan. 

Under the sheets I was stiff like a stone.

"Do you think we will be fine?" he asked while tacking my hair behind my ear. 

"I don't know." I shrugged and covered myself.

"Are you cold?" Yongguk asked while wrapping his arms around me.

"You are always keeping me warm." I snuggled closer to him.

Under the sheets I dreamed about our better days.

Under the sheets I could feel him tense.

Under the sheets I could always tell something is wrong.

Under the sheets I was too scared to ask.

"Promise me something." I asked while playing with his hair. He was resting his head on my lap, his eyes closed.

"What is it?"

"I want to be the only one." He opened his eyes, examining me.

"I can't promise you that." he said dryly and got up.

"Oppa.."

"Don't ask for things I can't give you."

Under the sheets we completed each other.

Under the sheets we fell apart.

Under the sheets nothing seemed right.

Under the sheets everything seemed alright.

Under the sheets it was warm and cozy.

Under the sheets I could inhale his scent.

Under the sheets he was looking only at me.

Under the sheets it was just me.