Warmth

“How we need that security. How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this. I need someone to pour myself into.”

"Beautiful isn't it?"

They were lying down on some grassy patch of Han River together, him on his back and she on her side with her arm draped against him, her head on his shoulder, facing him.

They weren't doing anything in particular - just lying there together beneath the sky, accompanying by the millions of dazzling stars shining. She could feel the light raising and falling of his chest against her palm and for the first time in her life, she wished they could just stay there until morning, the morning joggers staring at them with judgemental eyes and they would wake up, trying to blend into them awkwardly. 

But no, they couldn't. 

He had a life different from her, and she had her stupid illness to fight against.

She stood up.

"Kwon Yuri."

He could feel her breath against his neck before she broke away. He wouldn't even lie about this fact; the fact that he was captivated by this lady in front of him. She was special, she was unique and he would do all it takes, to win the fair lady's heart. He stared at her and when her hazel brown eyes blinked, she looked impossibly beautiful. A soft melody was playing in a distant and her jeans