Morning After

Morning After The warmth of Chaewon's body seeped into Minju's skin as she slowly opened her eyes, the sunlight streaming through the window and casting a gentle glow over the room. The events of the previous night came flooding back, and Minju's cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and happiness. She looked around the room, trying to take in every detail, from the rumpled sheets to the clothes scattered on the floor. Chaewon's eyes fluttered open, and he smiled lazily at Minju, his voice husky from sleep. "Good morning," he whispered, his hands wrapping around her waist and pulling her close. Minju's laughter was music to Chaewon's ears as she nestled into his chest. "Good morning," she replied, her voice muffled by his skin. As they lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, Minju felt a sense of peace wash over her. It was as if the world outside had melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own little bubble of happiness. Chaewon's fingers began to trace patterns on Minju's skin, sending shivers down her spine. "I'm starving," he said, his voice rumbling through his chest. "Want to order some breakfast?" Minju's stomach growled in agreement, and she nodded, her eyes scanning the room for her phone. "I'll order something," she said, her voice firm. As Minju reached for her phone, Chaewon's hands drifted up her back, his fingers tangling in her hair. "Don't get out of bed just yet," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine. Minju's response was a soft laugh, her body relaxing into Chaewon's touch. She felt alive, and it was a sensation she hadn't experienced in a long time. The sound of Chaewon's phone ringing broke the spell, and Minju sat up, her eyes scanning the room for the device. Chaewon's phone was on the nightstand, and he quickly silenced it, his eyes locking onto Minju's. "Sorry about that," he said, his voice apologetic. "I think it's my sister. She's been trying to reach me all week." Minju's smile was reassuring. "It's okay," she said. "You should answer it." Chaewon's eyes hesitated for a moment before he picked up the phone. "Hey, Ji-Hyun," he said, his voice warm. Minju watched as Chaewon talked to his sister, his expression changing from relaxed to concerned. She couldn't help but wonder what was wrong, and her curiosity was piqued. As Chaewon hung up the phone, his eyes locked onto Minju's, and she could see the concern etched on his face. "What's wrong?" she asked, her voice soft. Chaewon's sigh was heavy with worry. "It's my mom," he said. "She's been in an accident." Minju's heart sank, and she felt a pang of sympathy for Chaewon. She knew how much his family meant to him, and she could only imagine how worried he must be.