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엔하이픈 ୨୧ female reader one thousand established relationship ⠀⎯⠀⠀ kissing skinship ( other )

heeseung

without any sort of warning and at the most haphazard time, would slap his hand on your thigh. not hard enough to hurt you but hard enough to make you jolt as you listen to your friends talk.

would love to put his chin on top of your head. during a hug or just by walking ridiculously close to you, body hitting yours, giggling with you.

would pull you in his embrace whenever he feels like you are getting embarrassed, over a silly joke or because you did something you find shameful for. would coo a pet name in your ear while he rocks your bodies side to side.

would always feed you a bite of his food whenever you are out to eat. at the beginning of your relationship, it would make you a bit shy. however, you will grew used to it.

jongseong

would have that habit of, whenever you have to sit in a room with a bunch of people in it, pull you on his laps without thinking too much about it. which you grew accustomed to.

when you talk, sliding his hand on the back of your head and humming while you talk. the public around you would fade, his lips would find your forehead gently.

would slap your butt slightly when no one is looking— with no thoughts except teasing you a bit. eyes staring directly into your widened ones before giving you a peck on your agape mouth.

would drap his arm around your shoulder, after switching your position so he can be by the side of he road, pulling you close and kissing the top of your head.

jaeyun

obviously would love when you wear jeans or any pants with pockets in the back. especially because he would be able to slide his hand in it, so smoothly, you would barely notice.

would wrap his arms around you whenever he feels like it, giving you a warm back hug during your conversation with one of your colleagues. putting his chin on your shoulder, giving you a peck on the neck.

would whisper things in your ear that never fails to make you giggle. which would tend to annoy the people around you at first, thinking that you are both making fun of them. but really, he would just compliment you.

would be beyond dramatic if he has to leave you. leaving pecks on your lips over and over — claiming that he would leave after another one. and, would definitely send you kisses as he gets out of your sight.

sunghoon

would slide his fingers in between yours and kiss your hand gently. there would be a ticklish, vibrant-like feeling against your skin as he hums along your words.

would love to randomly bump into you, and proceed to act like nothing happened as he stays glued to you after doing so. looking straight in front of him, he would continue to walk while talking you with him.

would put his hand on your lower back, always. it would be like a must for him; to prevent you from falling when you walk or rub his thumb against your clothing to give you some reassurance.

as he would stand a few meters away from you, with no sort of physical contacts, his gaze would linger on you. a charming wink will he sent to you when you would make eye contact.

sunoo

would lean on your really often. his head especially, just because he would feel like it. his hand would find your waist and he would pull closer, his eyes would shut close, his cheek would rest on your shoulder.

would play with your hair as you talk. patting your head or twirling a strand around his finger with s lovesick smile spreading across his face.

as you walk, would present you his arm so you can lock it with him. it would be his favorite way of moving outside, because you can lean on him while you laugh and he can whisper in your ear.

always would shower in compliments in front of everyone who wants to hear it, or even those who doesn’t. ‘she is so cute right’ or ‘her hair are beautiful’ slipping from out before he would even realize it.

jungwon

would have his hand all over you, all the time, any time. your waist would be the object of his obsession. would hold it affectionately, rub it reassuringly, squeeze it protectively—would never let go.

would love to fidget with your fingers, the on it rings, the jewelry around your wrist or the one around your neck while he listens to you talk.

wouldn’t wait for anyone to look for taking the opportunity to kiss your neck, or your shoulder. would contemplate these specific spots until his eyes start burning before putting his lips on them.

would love to draw circles with his fingertips on the back of your hand or right in the center of your palm. which would often tickle you.

riki

would have that feeling of crumbling to pieces if he is one centimeter away from you. following you around as if he was a little duck, would hold your hand firmly as if you might vanish he doesn’t.

gaze lingering on you, a sweet smile toying on his lips, nodding while you talk. would get suddenly shy when you catch him, even more than usual with the people surrounding you, and would his his face in your shoulder as he giggles.

would often be extremely immersed in his chatting with his friends. but when he suddenly remembers that you are there— he wouldn’t be able to, to be frank— would turn to you and cup you face gently and ask you if you are okay.

when sitting next to you, would press his thighs against yours gently. although, he would certainly already be holding your hand— he would love being pressed against you.

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;; the beginnings of our little family.

PAIRING ! lee heeseung x reader ; ft. ddongsik, hee’s unofficial son the kitten

GENRE ! fluff

SYNOPSIS ! basically just heeseung with cats <3

WC. ! 0.7k

A/N. ! this is for rey ( @heeracha ) <3 it’s her birthday today (so go send her lots and lots of birthday wishes !!) and this is my gift to her <333 // rey, since i can’t exactly give you a typical physical birthday present (even though i would truly love to) bc we live on opposite ends of the world, i couldn’t think of anything better than to write you a short drabble of heeseung with ddongsik as a gift to you for your bday 🫶🏻 this is gonna sound cheesy but it’s true ok i love you tons, thank you for everything, for being there for me, and for all the joy you’ve provided me in my life. this is my first time spending your birthday with you, and i hope we get to celebrate tgt for many more years to come <3 i love you sm rey, happy birthday 🥺🫶🏻

“y/n,” you turned to your boyfriend who called your name to see him sitting on the floor with sparkles in his eyes and a wide smile on his lips, holding a tiny, grey-brown kitten, “let’s adopt him.”

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summary. getting out from taehyun’s grip in the morning is a mission impossible…

a/n. i luv him sm i just wanna hug him n squish his cheeks n kiss his nose help

as much as you would love to stay like this, you had to work. and so did your boyfriend.

but right now he was asleep, arm swung over yours as he pressed the side of his face into a pillow.

you could see his sleepy features, blonde hair covering his forehead. it was good to know that he was having the well deserved and needed rest but… you were trapped. and you really had to get up to work.

you tried to move out of his grip as gently as possible not to wake him up. there was no way you could just wriggle away so you grabbed his arm and tried to lift it up.

but taehyun just squeezed your arm and moved his hand to your waist, pulling you closer.

your eyes widened in horror because you really didn’t want to wake him up.

you allowed yourself to stay still for a second to check if he’s asleep. but his calm, regular breath just assured you that he held you closer unconsciously, in his sleep.

which made your stomach swirl with butterflies. oh, how you’d love to stay with him a little longer.

a sigh escaped your mouth as you tried to wriggle away, this time a bit stronger. as you thought you made it, you’ll be free…

"don’t go" his raspy, morning voice made you stop your movements.

"i have to…" you sighed, trying yet again.

but taehyun effortlessly squished the skin on your hips before moving you even closer, like you were his teddy bear. all the progress you made was lost and now there was no way you’ll be free.

"stay with me a bit longer" he murmured, eyes still closed.

taehyun moved his head a bit, fighting a yawn. you just sighed and scooted closer, burying your head underneath his chin.

"mkay but just a little bit" you mumbled, closing your eyes. it was so warm and fuzzy, you never wanted to leave.

especially when hyun hummed in approval, visibly happy and his fingers started softly brushing the skin on your hips in a soothing manner.

in a matter of seconds, you two were asleep again…

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thinking about sleepy boyfriend jungwon; cuddling in bed with him after a long, tiring day, and simply basking in one another’s presence. he has an arm wrapped around your waist, his body curled close to yours— and in the close proximity, you can see the way his eyelids lightly flutter close at occasional moments, cheeks slightly puffy as they’re smooshed against the silky pillow; his hairs disheveled and messy, but in the most endearing of ways possible— and his lips are ever so slightly parted in an attempt to stay awake throughout the conversation.

and when you gaze up to meet his eyes, you’re met with, what has to be, the cutest sight that you’ve ever seen— he’s nodding ever so lightly to absolute silence, and it strikes you as obvious that he’s trying his best to keep his eyes open; “baby, you look beyond exhausted.. how about we pause here for tonight?” you’d ask, only to hear the softest “mm-mm”, his body snuggling closer to your embrace— “you can keep going, i’m not at all tired, baby”, he’d mumble, head buried in the crook of your neck.

before you’d know it, he’d be knocked-out asleep in the next three minutes, soft, hushed snores falling from his lips as he continues to drape an arm around your build.

naked cuddles w jake ( fluff )

because of jake's type of lifestyle, he tends to fall asleep right when he comes homes. he likes short showers and then be asleep within seconds his head fell on his pillow.

but since you came in his life, he would add you to his routine. he likes having you waiting from him in his dorms but he likes it more going to ur place. he would knock your front door softly, his head hanging low, exhausting taking his whole body. once you appear in front of his eyes, he automatically feels better. he is few minutes away from ur warmth under ur covers. so his head automatically highs up and tiredly smiles at you. he would always gives u the tightest hug, his head in your neck, kissing you and smelling you deeply. i've missed you baby, he murmured. you know, he would never let you go, so you always have to walk backwards n until your in your place, him using his foot to shut the door. the worst moment of his day is to let u out of his arms but he knows it's for the better, so thats what he would always do in order to take off his outside clothes n his shoes. but he would never forget to take ur cheeks in his hands first n kiss you softly.

the routine is always the same, you both would talk on the couch, legs tangles together, eating the meal you made him. he would still be whispering still clinging on you like a koala. he always help you w the dishes. or more like you clean them n he would be back hugging you. than you for the meal, baby. it was delicious, he softly says while his arm around u hugs u tighter. can we take a shower together now, please ? and how can you say no to him.

so per usual, you would find urself under the stream of hot water, jake still all over you but this time he is actually helping you. helping you with shampoing your hair or brushing them, help you wash ur back and arms. while doing so, he would kiss whatever skin he has in front of him along with soft whispers my soft baby , youre so pretty, i love you's. and as munch as jake is tired, he never stop cherishing you first, loving you first, helping you first. but you'd obviously do the same for him. kissing his barefaced softly, thanking him for everything he does for you, washing his hair w nothing but pure love ...

he is a gentleman, so he would always helps you step out of the shower, him following you close. and you already know what he is going to do, he is going to stop you and ask you if u guys can sleep naked together. so you don't bother trying to dry him w his towel but just drag him into your bedroom, making him smile. it was weird for you at first to just stay naked around him, but jake never stares at you weirdly his eyes always on yours or your face, specially when he is tired like this, he just want you in his arms. skin to skin. the closest he can to his angel. jake would always lead you under your covers, not caring about skin care nor hair care nor drying your or his hair, his wants is too strong now.

jake prefers big spooning you so he can sleep peacefully knowing that you are protected. but when he is like this, he prefers seeing your face, between his chest and his arms. you don't kno why but it's because he can have an easier access to to kiss you. so once comfortable, his top leg on top of both of yours, arms circling the top of your body n his head on your, fully caging you, he can finally and fully let go. and so do you, his body warmth engulfing his whole body, his soft pattern made by his hand on your hair, his body smell right under ur nose, his slowing heartbeat,, everything is making you falling asleep. but tho him it's not the end yet. he been waiting his whole day to have you like this in his arms, so as munch as he is tired, he would always fall asleep after you. he always fails tho, ur presence making him too munch at ease, so within minutes he is also in dreamland. but he fights back. he would kiss your face. soft kisses are felt in your hair, along with hums, feather like kisses on your forehead, pecks on your nose. his arms would move from time to time, lingering fingers mindlessly groping or drawing patterns on ur figures.

jake would sometimes be strong enough to let out a sleep well angel, but most of the time he is already with you, in the arms of morpheus.

notes : here is my first fic t__t i didn't kno how to end it but i do hope its readable n made u feel as fizzy as i did while writing it. lemme kno what you think about it <3

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come into my arms

☾ ft. shinsuke kita

☾ sfw. kita misses you while you sleep. 1.2k

kita has always been used to waking up early. 

since he was a child it was always kita’s way to have a productive start to his mornings, waking up as early as 5am to start his routines. that habit of waking up at absurd hours of the morning proved useful as it carried into adulthood, and today he wakes up early every morning to tend to his farm. 

he enjoys the serenity in those hours, the peace the dawn brings. he can focus solely on himself, he can work as slowly or as quickly as he pleases, and this is just the way things have always been. 

it wasn’t unusual for this habit of his to start rubbing off on you over the years. he’d never want to disturb your sleep, and he takes extra care in moving carefully around the house as he gets ready to start his chores so as to not wake you. but sometimes you’d follow short of him when you’d no longer feel his body heat or gentle breathing beside you. he’d urge you to go back to bed, but you’d insist on starting the day alongside him.

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“kei, do you ever think about how strange it is that we've never fought?” you ask, limbs tangled with his as you cuddle on his bed.

it’s 10:03 PM and you’re doing your best to fight against the chilling, icy atmosphere of tsukishima’s room. for some reason, he likes to sleep like a vampire.

“do you want to?” he offers with an arm wrapped around your shoulders. tsukki doesn’t even open his eyes when he responds, too sleepy to entertain another one of your late night overthinking sessions.

“no,” you say calmly, “but we’ve been together for 7 months. we must either be like, the greatest couple of all time or the exact opposite.”

you feel his chest rise and deflate against your head as he lets an overly dramatic sigh.

you knew tsukishima kei wasn’t one for pda. hell, it was one of the things you loved about him. he knew how to make you feel loved without having to scream it to the world.

like that one time on one of your first dates, when you had accidentally fallen asleep on the soft grass of the park while waiting for his weekend practice to end. you woke up with a hand massaging your scalp.

“how long have you been waiting there?” you giggle, rising from your slumber as you rub your eyes awake. he pulls away, casually avoiding your gaze. “why didn’t you wake me?”

kei only shrugs, “you looked peaceful.”

or that other time you got sick for a week and couldn’t make it to school, so he immediately visited you as soon as you got better and brought his backpack with him.

“i got two copies of all the homeworks due next week, so you don’t have to ask the teachers for them.” he unpacks his notes and fishes out two pens from his bag before turning to you. “come, i’ll teach you everything you missed.”

your teachers praised you for how responsible you were, and told you how much they appreciated that you took the initiative to study.

yeah, you totally did that.

or like right now, and all the other nights you’ve spent at his place. because unbeknownst to you, tsukishima kei sets up his bedroom every single time you visit. he tidies up, cleaning even spots that you would never think to look at. but most importantly, and tsukishima knows this routine by heart, he turns the a/c to the highest setting so you’d be forced to cuddle against him underneath his sheets.

“the former,” is all replies with, and you scoff, rolling your eyes.

“but seriously though. how lucky are we to never have fought even after seven months.”

tsukki sighs again, before reluctantly revealing, “we don’t fight because i make it a point to always agree with you.”

you’re taken aback by his words, sitting up slightly as you look him in the eyes, though his are still closed as he tries to focus on sleeping.

“...huh?”

“idiot,” he teases. maybe he thinks calling you names will cover up for how unbelievably sweet he’s being right now, “why would i want to argue with you?” he shifts, trying to subtly move his face away so you don’t see him fully.

“but i can’t always have my way, you know. a relationship should be 50/50, right?”

“not ours.” he presses your head back against his chest, and you hear his heartbeat fasten a little. “you’re the boss.”

BONUS: “and you’ve never paid in your life anyway. you don’t believe in that 50/50 bullshit.” “hey!” “i don’t even know what your wallet looks like.”

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❣︎ ⎯⎯ staring contest .

PAIRING ! jake sim x reader // GENRE ! fluff // WC. ! 0.4k

PROMPT(S) ! 11. calling them nicknames ;; 12. winking at them ;; 17. looking in each other’s eyes // requested by two lovely anons <3 // 2k followers event

A/N. ! yesss another jakey fic hehe hope you guys enjoy <3

“jakey,” you called out before smirking mischievously, “wanna have a staring contest?”

your boyfriend looked at you, amused as he let out a playful chuckle, “y/n, be honest. i know you just want an excuse to stare lovingly into my handsome eyes.”

you laughed sarcastically at his joke, “as if. i just wanna see who can last longer without blinking, that’s all.”

“mhm,” he hummed, unconvinced, “yeah, sure. but are you okay to? i don’t want you to get all sad when you lose.”

“well, maybe it’s safer if you just give up then,” a sly smirk painted your lips, following your reply.

“game on, baby,” he challenged.

you two sat in front of each other, getting yourselves into position.

with your and your boyfriend’s eyes closed, you began counting down, “three. two. one.”

and immediately you two opened your eyes, staring into one another’s competitively.

and of course, you weren’t even ten seconds through before he began smirking playfully. it was obvious. he was loving this.

to him, your eyes were the prettiest in the entire world, and so even if you weren’t using this as an excuse to look into his eyes, this was definitely a good excuse for him to stare into yours.

once you two hit around the twenty-second mark, suddenly, jake winked at you with that same stupid smirk of his on his face.

“hey!” you started, interrupting the silence. “you lose!”

“no!” he quickly denied. “as i recall, winking isn’t actually blinking. so if anyone lost here, it would be you, since you literally just blinked.”

“i—no,” you said, making your best attempt to hide your growing smile. “it still counts.”

“you said the rules are whoever lasts longer without blinking wins, and so that would be me,” he said proudly, leaning in slightly closer until you could feel the gentle fans of his breath on your skin. “so what are you gonna do about it, loser?”

that stupid smirk was back, and you couldn’t help but stare.

and with that, you cupped his sharp jaw before leaning in closer to remove the gap, placing your lips on his in a passionate and loving kiss.

if this is what winning was like, expect jake to be proposing staring contests between you two very often.

A/N. still currently only thinking about ,,,, jake abs :’D ,,, someone help me im not ok :’D oh yeah also reblogs and feedback and jake pics are always appreciated :’D

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Say yes to me

after your seven minutes in heaven, hyunjin wants to plan out how he'll finally confess to you. except you come knocking on the door of his rented cabin unannounced. at 10:53 pm. the perfect time for love, he comes to learn.

pt. 2 of say yes to heaven. highly recommend reading it first (it's short i promise and it sets the mood ajsjd)

a.n: and if i told y'all i wrote this in one go... when i say hyune possesses me i MEAN it... these two pics sit at the same table for me, and three people asked for a second part and i can't say no to you guys!! ENJOY, feedback is highly appreciated as always <33

There are a lot of things that Hyunjin wishes he could say to you.

How he loves you is first.

He never planned on keeping secrets from you. Ones he carefully tucked away at the corner of his mouth, ready to spill each time your gaze met his.

He still remembers when it all started vividly- how the friendship blossomed into something more for him, the way petals shyly unfurl on the first days of spring.

You were sitting next to him on the bench of your favorite park, ice cream in your hands. Hyunjin intently watched as you rambled about your latest essay, and the world seemed to fall into a tranquil silence, save for the sound of your voice.

Hyunjin suddenly found himself enthralled by the way the sunlight gently grazed your cheeks, painting them with the softest golden hue. One he tried to replicate many times in his paintings, but to no avail, as they could never live up to you.

How the light breeze danced upon your hair, swaying it gently from left to right. How your lips moved with each word, pulling him into an unyielding trance. Those very lips that graced his skin with kisses, months later, scorching themselves into his memory.

Sometimes it still felt surreal, almost too good to be true, that you left traces of yourself on him. That he had you graze his jaw and collarbones, tentatively, as if you were afraid to dive in fully. "I'd catch you", he wanted to say, "even if it meant I'd drown in the process."

He wasn't ashamed to admit that he took a picture of the lipstick stains you left on him. He didn't even realize they were there at first, that is until he went to Changbin's bathroom. There, under the dim lighting, he found that the blush creeping up his neck matched the shade of your lipstick. His body seamlessly entwined itself with everything that made you.

He felt like a shaky tree branch at your hands- dainty leaves falling at your feet, each one scribbled with love notes for you. And he could no longer contain this feeling within him. He was tired of this five month old secret. He wanted to be an open book, one you could read or toss around, as long as you'd touch it.

But he needed to gather his thoughts and plan how he'd say it. How he'd free this scary confession from the confines of his heart. He told you that you'd talk about it later, and it's already been twelve days since he's last seen you. He had to do it soon.

So he went to his cabin, the one he rents on the weekends when he needs to get away from the world. It's small, nestled away in a remote part of the town, with a golden chandelier dangling in its living room- it's where Hyunjin feels most like himself.

Hyunjin doesn't hear your car pulling up into the driveway. Or your hurried steps to the door. But he hears your urgent knocks, and he's confused as he pushes the doorknob down. Then he's worried when he notices that it's you, with puffy eyes and a slightly runny nose.

For a moment, he stood there, too stunned to articulate a proper question. You don't give him the time to properly organize his thoughts, anyways, as you take timid steps towards him, before wrapping your arms around his waist. Your cheek rests against his chest, right above his heart, and you're crying. Hyunjin can tell from the slight tremors coursing through your body; the very one he's hugging right now, tightly, securely, until you're pressed to him, like two pages of the same book.

His large hands are rubbing soothing circles on your back, and a myriad of questions swirls in his mind. But they can wait, until you stop crying- the one sight that can bleed his heart dry.

"You- you said we'd talk later," you say through hiccups, as Hyunjin's hand moves to the back of your head, gently smoothing down your hair.

"I did," he hums, slightly rocking you from left to right.

"Then why didn't you? You just... stayed silent. For two weeks."

"Twelve days."

"Hyune," you whine and he giggles slightly, pressing a soft kiss onto your temple.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were waiting for me."

"Of course, I was," you lean back, the sides of his black shirt scrunched up in your hands. "I was tipsy but I... I remember."

"What do you remember?" he asks, as his thumb gently brushes away your trailing tears. He knows what happened that night, he replayed those seven minutes in his head so much that he could recite them by heart. Every breath you took, every shaky exhale you let out. He remembers it all too well.

"What you said to me."

His eyes soften at the quiver in your tone. "Why are you crying then, hm?"

"Because you didn't talk to me and I thought you didn't mean it. And I- I can't handle anyone else lying to me. Especially you."

Hyunjin shakes his head, as the strings of his heart dance to the erratic rhythm of his pulse.

"I could never lie to you. Not when it comes to this," he says with the utmost sincerity he can muster. He pauses, a gentle smile etched on his lips. "I have tea."

"Tea sounds good," you respond quietly.

"Come in, then."

He let goes of you, but you remain close, your shadows merging together on the wooden floor. Hyunjin smiles softly at the sight- he too wishes he could become one with you.

His hands are shaking slightly as he brings the water to a boil. You're wandering around, admiring the cozy interior, and the questions in Hyunjin's head can't seem to stop. What does this mean? he wants to ask. Do you want me like I want you? But he bites his tongue. Not until you've fully calmed down.

One minute.

"Here," he says, handing you a steaming cup of Jasmine tea. He leans his head against the wooden wall, as the steam fogs up his glasses.

"Thank you," you smile, settling into the seat opposite of him. "I like your ponytail."

"Oh," his hands reach up instinctively to his hair, tugging slightly at the ends of it. "It kept getting in my eyes so I tied it up."

"It suits you," you smile softly, and Hyunjin finds that the galaxy's stars are all shimmering in your eyes. He imagines the milky way weeping for the loss of its twinkling lights; but they look prettier in you, he thinks.

"How did you know I was here?" he asks, bringing the sweet drink to his mouth.

"Changbin told me," you reply.

Hyunjin nods, his eyes holding yours over the rim of his cup. He's nervous, a shaky mess from within, and he's unfolding right in front of you.

Two minutes.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Do you believe in love at first sight?"

His question seems to take you off guard. Your eyes slightly widen, before softening around the edges.

"It seems too unrealistic. But I'd like to think it exists. And you?"

"Despite being a hopeless romantic..." Your chuckle interrupts his words, and he finds that the sound of your laugh is much warmer than the drink in his hand. "I never believed in it. Because love is much deeper than a superficial level. It could be infatuation or a crush. But not love," he pauses, idly circling the rim of his cup with his finger. "But then I realized I was wrong."

His eyes captivate yours as he leans back, his sole attention on you. "They don't call it love at the first look, but rather love at first sight... You know, the first time you truly see someone. And I saw you."

Your breath hitches in your throat.

Three minutes.

"I saw you. I see you. how kind, gentle, and full of life you are. How you turn the most mundane sceneries into extraordinary ones, because your eyes are filled with colors we cannot see. But I saw them through you."

He smiles softly, his hand reaching out to the middle of the table, right where yours rested. His thumb gently grazes your palm, as he starts to speak again.

"It hurt me to see you with someone else. But he made you smile, at least at first. And I love your smile, so I was happy for you despite it. Because you deserve joy in your life, even if I'm not the one behind it. But then he hurt you," he pauses, his eyes tightly shut as if it physically pained him to utter these words. "And it hurts me to see you in pain. Because you deserve a love as gentle as you."

Four minutes.

"Hyune..." you trail off, and he shakes his head, a reassuring smile on his face.

"You don't have to say anything. You're confused and still hurt but I just needed you to know that."

"Know what?" you ask breathlessly, your hand now on top of his. You're hanging desperately onto his every word, you needed to hear it.

"That I love you."

Your fingers intertwine with his, and Hyunjin believes he has never truly breathed before this moment.

"I want to love you too, I do," you're quick to say. "You make me feel safe like I could hand you my heart and you wouldn't hurt it. But you also make me feel alive and I regret not seeing you first. Not when my love was still whole and not bruised."

"So you could love me?" he asks, a beaming smile brightening his face.

"I came crying to you because I thought you left me, and I couldn't bear it. You have your answer," you giggle sheepishly.

Five minutes.

"And you want to love me?"

"I do. I want to see you and notice a new detail about you every day. But I'm so scared, Hyunjin."

"It's okay to be scared. I don't want to rush you. I can wait."

"What if you get bored? Or if someone else catches your eye. I can't ask that of you."

Hyunjin squeezes your hand and the thoughts in your head go silent.

"I've waited for months for you. If it's you I get at the end then I can wait for an eternity."

"So you'll do it?" you smile incredulously. "You'll wait by my side?"

"Mm. I will."

Six minutes.

You're both quiet for a while, and he's too lost in you to count down the seconds. But then you clear your throat.

"Can we start waiting tomorrow?" you suddenly ask, walking up to him.

"What do you mean?" Hyunjin questions, the butterflies in him fluttering so intensely he's close to flying away.

"We're both here now," you whisper, as you sit beside him, his thigh brushing against yours. He licks his lips nervously.

"Can I try something?" you ask again, but this time you aren't drunk. You are less heartbroken and more sure of your feelings for him. You want this.

"I'm yours."

Your fingers reach up to cup his face, thumb grazing his cheeks gently. His hands hold your waist, beckoning you closer.

"I see you," you whisper, placing a kiss on the corner of his mouth. "I'm sorry it took me so long to see you."

"Love at first sight," he responds breathlessly as your lips graze his, and his heart threatens to burst out of his chest- they'll find your name carved in his veins.

"I believe in it now, Hyune," you grin, before crashing your lips onto his.

Seven minutes.

There are a lot of things Hyunjin wished he could say to you. Sappy things, like how he believes you invented colors, that it drips down from your fingertips grazing his skin- explaining the red and yellow dots dancing before his closed eyes.

How everything seems to be heightened with you- the taste of the Jasmine tea imprinted on your lips, or the breaths escaping his body, eager to be released and to finally mingle with yours.

Or that he wishes that you were wearing your red lipstick so that your mark on him would last longer. A physical token of what you do to his heart.

But there was also much simpler words he wanted to say, ones that he managed to whisper in between tender kisses- "thank you for seeing me."

One year.

Your arms encircle Hyunjin's broad back, as you rest your cheek on his shoulder blade. "You know it's criminal for you to look this good in a simple white tee," you sigh wistfully, Hyunjin's perfume enveloping you both in an intimate cocoon.

"Good thing I'm yours then," he chuckles and you beam in reply, although he can't see you. Hyunjin is yours- he waited just like he promised he would. And now you're back in his cabin, where it all began, and he's making you Jasmine tea.

"And I am yours," you plant a kiss on his back and he turns around, a wide smile on his face.

There is still a sense of relief you find sometimes in Hyunjin's features when you tell him that you love him. As if he can't still quite believe it, even after a year of dating. It is the look traced on his face right now- a slight awe as he looks down at you.

"You said yes to me," he says so faintly, as if speaking to no one but himself, and you nod, placing a gentle kiss on his wrist.

"I'll always say yes to you."