Wrapped Around Your Finger

Description

You met Kim Joon-myeon in high school, and in opposition to your original belief that no man would ever fall in love with you and you’d be an old maid until death, you did indeed fall in love with each other. Through the ups-and downs of this relationship, what will happen? Will you live happily ever after in the end after all?

Foreword

You couldn't believe this day was already here. Grinning uncontrollably as Suho stumbled throughout the snow outside the car, you unbuckled your seatbelt, opened the door, and breathed in the freezing mountain air as you ran around to the back of the car, meeting your husband halfway. He smiled at you as he opened the trunk to grab your luggage, and squinted his eyes through the dark at your face, still laden with the makeup job from the wedding. His eyes creased like rivers, and you could barely see his pupils as he spoke. 

"Get back in the car! You'll freeze to death out here!" 

"I can't" You said, laughing and grabbing his hands before he could lift any luggage. "I'm too excited!" 

"Me too." He said as you fiercely drew him closer, grabbing his hips and planting a kiss firmly on his lips.

This was the most forward you had ever been with Suho in your relationship, and as you kissed him you could see his eyes wide open in surprise, then close in happiness. He grabbed your face and ran his fingers through your hair, enjoying this blissful moment filled with triumph, hope, and for the moment, warmth. As soon as you drew apart to gasp for air, the cold circled around you once again, and you couldn't keep yourself from enveloping him in a deep hug. The only thing between you now was clothes. Grabbing you tighter, you lost your balance, and as you fell Suho did too, luckily into snow that was at least two feet thick. Suho rolled on top of you, placing his hands on each side of your head, and looking into your eyes. All you could do was look back at him. It was you and Suho, no one else. The world didn't exist, only your undying love for each other. Almost in a push-up fashion, he got closer and closer to your face, and finally an inch away, close enough to feel his breath pounding down on your lips, he smiled, teeth flashing and eyes creasing once again. He rolled you to your side and as snow pressed on the side of your face, he enveloped you in another deep hug, pulling you up in one fluid motion and bringing you over to the car once again. 

"Come on." He whispered. 

"Let's bring these bags inside before I die. I need you all to myself for at least one night." 

You laughed, staring up at the sky. This was the night you had been waiting for forever. The night you finally gave yourself to your one true love. 

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