Jae exhaled, his breath slow and controlled. He knew Yuna well enough to understand this wasn't only about affection, it was about proving something, about staking her claim before someone else could. In this dungeon, where every hour felt heavier than the last, emotions didn't just surface. They boiled over.
The smaller cave was cooler than the main one, the sound of dripping water echoing softly off the stone walls. A faint breeze seemed to swirl through, carrying the damp, earthy smell of the underground.
Yuna stood close to Jae, her dark eyes locked on his, her lips curling into that half-smile that always made it hard for him to think straight.
She stepped forward and, without asking, pressed her lips to his. At first, he was still, caught between surprise and the faint thought that he should stop this.
But the warmth of her mouth and the insistence of her kiss tugged at his resolve like waves eroding a stone.
