Uncharted Territory

The world around him melted away, leaving only the gentle rise and fall of Moon's chest, the soft curve of her lips, and the deep connection that seemed to grow stronger with every passing moment. Hongjoong's gaze lingered on hers, his mind reeling with the unfamiliar sensations that had been building inside him since the moment she woke up in his bed. He had taken her in, cared for her, and protected her as he would for his dear friend's family, but the emotions swirling within him now were uncharted territory. As he searched her eyes, he found himself drawn to the quiet strength that radiated from her, the resilience that shone like a beacon in the darkness. His friend, Jiwon, had passed away, leaving behind a promise that Hongjoong had made to take care of his sister. He had vowed to be there for her, to provide a safe haven when she needed it, but he had never expected to feel this... this sense of longing. The memories of Jiwon's laughter, his bright smile, and his infectious enthusiasm flooded Hongjoong's mind, but they were quickly replaced by the image of Moon's gentle face, her soft eyes, and her vulnerable lips. He felt a pang of guilt, as if he was betraying his friend's memory by experiencing these feelings for his sister. Moon's eyes, still locked on his, seemed to sparkle with a hint of mischief, and Hongjoong's heart skipped a beat as she slightly leaned forward, her lips brushing against his. The kiss was soft, gentle, and fleeting, but it sent shivers down Hongjoong's spine. But as the kiss deepened, a sudden realisation hit Moon, and she pulled away, her eyes wide with panic. She sat up, her words tumbling out in a frantic rush as she tried to make sense of what had just happened. Hongjoong watched her, his heart sinking, as he got up and sat on the bed beside her. He reached out, his hand gently brushing against her cheek, and his soft voice a stark contrast to her panic. "Shhh," he whispered, his words a calming balm to her frazzled nerves. Moon's words died on her lips as she quietened down, her eyes locked on his. Hongjoong's face drew closer, his mouth inches from hers, their breaths fanning each other's skin as they gazed at each other's lips. The tension between them was palpable, and then, without another moment's hesitation, Hongjoong's lips touched hers once more. As their lips touched, his other arm and hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer. Moon's hands came to clutch and fist in his shirt, then slowly moved up to his shoulders, then his neck, as they were making out, turning their heads to deepen the kiss. Hongjoong kissed her harder, his tongue playing with hers, and Moon's body leaned backwards, her body responding to the pressure of his lips. The harder he kissed her, the more her body seemed to melt into his, until she was laid down on the bed, the kiss never stopping. Her hand went into his hair, her fingers tangling in the strands as she pulled him closer, her body arching into his. The world around them dissolved into nothingness, leaving only the gentle rustle of their breathing, the soft curve of their lips, and the deep connection that seemed to grow stronger with every passing moment.