They moved to the wall at some point.
She wasn't entirely sure how it happened. One moment she was in the bed and then Haejin had looked at her with that specific expression and the next thing she knew her back was against the cool wall surface and her legs were wrapped around him and he was holding her up like she weighed absolutely nothing.
She had a brief moment of genuinely impressed silence.
Then he started moving again.
Fwop! Fwop! Fwop!
The wall.
"Haejin." She had her arms around his neck and her face against his jaw and she could feel every single muscle in him working. "The wall."
"I know," he said. Not stopping.
"We're going to mark the wall."
"I don't care."
"It's a hotel."
"I really don't care right now, Soorin."
She laughed. Short and breathless and a little delirious.
Then he adjusted the angle and the laugh turned into something else entirely.
"Ah. Mm." She tightened her legs around him. "Okay. Fine. The wall is completely fine."
