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12.

Deja vú, that's how it all felt when Seokjin emerged out of the guest room the next morning and made his way to the living room. From where he stood he could see Sehee bustling around the kitchen.

He just leaned against the wall and took in the way the light was always shining in the kitchen and living room. And how it created a halo over Sehee's slight figure, clad in a white nightgown. Her wet hair had started to dry out and become frizzy but she still managed to look stunning.

Seokjin gulped heavily as his eyes connected with her's, an instant smile liting up her beautiful face. He wondered in that moment, what did he do to find such an amazing and understanding woman. He really wanted her to just come straight up and ask him what he was hiding but she didn't. She truly trusted him.

"Good morning." She smiled turning towards him as he came beside her, cupping her face with his hands. Her surprise was clear in her eyes and the way her eyebrows furrowed.

Without missing a beat Seokjin bent down and pressed his lips against her soft pink ones. She shuddered slightly, closing her eyes and kissing him back.

Her hands clutched at his collar tightly, feeling her body lighting up in flames as he continued kissing her lips slowly. He wasn't rushing nor was she. This was their first kiss afterall.

She gasped feeling his hand leaving a trail of fire as he caressed her neck then shoulder, tracing her spine and finally settling on her waist. She pulled back feeling breathless.

The look in Seokjin's eyes wasn't helping much as he looked at her with such dark eyes filled with emotions, it robbed her breath yet again, forcing her to lean her head on his chest. Seokjin's presence and his emotions were something she had never experienced before. He was far different from the men she had dated earlier, yet no one had ever managed to make her knees go weak with just a close mouthed kiss.

The hand cupping her face made her look at him again. It was difficult to look into his expressive eyes but she somehow managed not to faint and make a fool of herself.

"Have I ever told you before how beautiful you are?" He asked, his voice coming out an octave lower than usual, making her breath hitch. She shook her in no. His thumb stroked her cheek lightly. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever met, Sehee-ah."

She giggled looking down. "You are the most handsome man I've ever met, Seokjin-ah." With a smirk he leaned down again, pulling her closer and smashing his lips against her.

She moaned as his lips turned a little agressive, forcing her to open up for him. But she stopped him before things got more heated. They both were breathing hard, Seokjin looking a little confused which made Sehee chuckle.

"Um.. I need to hurry up with the breakfast. Can you do the eggs for me?" Seokjin released her from his hold slowly but reluctantly, understanding that she might not want to take things further. He didn't want to either but maybe, it was the way her skin flushed or her scent that made his mind to haywire. 

Calming himself down he started on the egg rolls while Sehee cut some vegetables. Once in a while they'd brush against each other, Sehee would trail her hand over his chest, which he was starting to notice she liked very much. Seokjin would remove her bangs out of her eyes, caressing her face in the process. The breakfast was cooking at a normal rate but for the couple it was quite lazy as they enjoyed this feeling of being together.

For Seokjin, it felt like a dream of his coming true. He always dreamt of cooking with his wife like this. She might not be his wife, yet but she was still his girlfriend, in a way his. For Sehee, she was just happy seeing him looking less tired than yesterday and enjoying with her.

"I am going out of country for a few weeks." He declared suddenly when they were halfway through breakfast. Sehee put her spoon down, giving him all her attention. "How long?" He licked his lips nervously. "Two weeks maybe three." She sighed thinking about how they were going to manage to be in contact.

Still she gave him a bright smile, wanting to clear the lines on his forehead. "It's alright. You can call me whenever you get time." She clutched his hand reassuringly. He smiled faintly. "Thank you for being so understanding and I'm sorry for being away all the time. I promise I'll try to fi-" "Hey, hey. It's alright. You don't have to say sorry," She said interrupting him. "Nor do I want you to make any promises. I just want you to take care of yourself while you are away and eat well. Focus on work, okay."

He nodded, placing a kiss on the palm of her hand. He would tell her soon, he promised himself.