[Jae's response is the only reminder she needs of how different he is from anyone else she's been involved with, because he doesn't just say that yes, he'll touch her as well. He'll give her pleasure. No, Jae says that he'll take care of her.
No one she's ever gotten involved with has wanted to do that for her. Maybe she's never let anyone close enough to try before, but then, had any of them been worthy of her before? Had any of them been good enough to make her question at times whether she was good enough for them as well, the way Jae has? Her hand slows to a stop as his hands slip over her thighs just the way she likes, but Eun's gaze rests on his face, expression starting to show the slow realization she comes to. Lips parting with surprise, silence lingers between them for a little too long, and when Eun breaks it, her tone is quiet, and even a little surprised.]
I love you.
[For the longest time she hadn't thought herself capable of that emotion for anyone who wasn't family or a close friend. But the emotions that rise in her chest are there and certain, as if to make up for her own uncertainty at this turn of events. She's never loved someone before the way she loves him, and all at once she's not certain what she's supposed to do with the weight of it all.]
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No one she's ever gotten involved with has wanted to do that for her. Maybe she's never let anyone close enough to try before, but then, had any of them been worthy of her before? Had any of them been good enough to make her question at times whether she was good enough for them as well, the way Jae has? Her hand slows to a stop as his hands slip over her thighs just the way she likes, but Eun's gaze rests on his face, expression starting to show the slow realization she comes to. Lips parting with surprise, silence lingers between them for a little too long, and when Eun breaks it, her tone is quiet, and even a little surprised.]
I love you.
[For the longest time she hadn't thought herself capable of that emotion for anyone who wasn't family or a close friend. But the emotions that rise in her chest are there and certain, as if to make up for her own uncertainty at this turn of events. She's never loved someone before the way she loves him, and all at once she's not certain what she's supposed to do with the weight of it all.]