My Greatest Award (나의 제일 좋은 상)

Nominations (L)

I could never get tired of staring at him. He really is cute when he's asleep.

Having woken up next to Y/N, a warm smile spreads over my face. We've been dating for about 5 months now, and I've honestly never been happier. Mornings like this, when I wake up before him, are the best. I can always just close my eyes when he starts to wake up, and he'll think he's woken up before me. So he gets to make fun of me for it, and I get to stare at the face I love so much, uninterrupted. It's really a win-win.

The smile wipes off of my face as a buzzing comes from the bedside table on his side. So much for uninterrupted. As Y/N begins to stir, I shut my eyes and slow my breathing. The feeling of Y/N's warm hand on my cheek causes me to reopen them, before promptly closing them again after catching a split second glimpse of his face. He shifts on the bed to move closer to me.

"Were you watching me while I was sleeping?" Y/N whispers into my ear. I shake my head vigorously, eyes still held shut. Y/N chuckles under his breath, planting a kiss on my forehead before moving away, presumably to grab his phone from the nightstand.

"Who is it?" I ask, not pretending to be asleep anymore, especially not with the stupid smile plastered on my face.

Y/N lifts his phone screen to show me. "Daeyong."

Daeyong hasn't called him since the release of his EP 'Home'. Wonder what this could be about, then.

"Hello?" Y/N answers the phone with a slightly groggy voice from just waking up that honestly sounds pretty hot, but you can't blame me for that.

I tell myself not to eavesdrop on the conversation, but I find myself trying my best to hear what Daeyong is saying on the other side of the line, and failing.

"What? Are you sure?" Y/N's face scrunches up in confusion, causing my curiosity to bubble up even more. "You didn't have a part in this, did you? You know these things are rigged, right?"

Rigged? That means either Y/N got Daeyong to help him join the lottery, or...

"Well, that's great, then," Y/N says with a disbelief-ridden smile.

"What is it?" I ask with a low tone, not being able to contain myself anymore.

"So apparently," Y/N answers, moving the bottom of his phone where the mic is, away from his mouth, "Daeyong says that I've been nominated for 3 awards at this year's MAMAs."

My eyes widen at the revelation. Daeyong says something to Y/N through the phone. "Sorry, I haven't been nominated, not officially at least. They're announcing nominations toni-."

Not letting him finish his sentence, I pull Y/N into a hug, which he returns with one of his arms, holding his phone a little further from us. "I'm so proud of you."

"Hi, Lisa-ssi," Daeyong says through the phone, barely audibly. Y/N switches the call to speaker mode.

"Daeyong-ssi, are you sure this is legit, though?" I ask. "You know how award shows are. Besides, what about the other award shows?"

"Lisa, I don't wanna be greedy," Y/N half-jokes.

"Just the MAMAs," Daeyong says matter-of-factly. "And no, I didn't do anything to get them for him. In fact, those in charge of some award shows recently have been banning any influence on the nominations, inside or outside."

Would've been nice to have that during our time.

"Oh, right. Something else I wanted to tell you, Y/N, in private."