You laid on the couch, cuddled as close as possible to Oh Ma-joo. He was always by your side and you loved cuddling with him. He also never minded you being so clingy towards him, and always just was as clingy to you.

Your face was buried into the crook of his neck, his arms were around your waist, pressing you closer each second. Your legs were intertwined as well, and you just layed there with your eyes closed, enjoying the closeness. One of his hands krept up your back into your hair, stroking slowly and still pulling you closer.