The Light of Dead Stars | KSJ

10

You've accepted a long time ago that Seokjin is objectively handsome. But as you open your eyes, being greeted with his sleeping form and the light from the sun casting a glow on his face, you can fully accept that this man is unfairly, breathtakingly, and unbelievably handsome.

You're immune to his professional look. Though you remember gasping when you first saw him 8 years ago, you can say that his immaculate suits and slicked-back hair is a natural occurrence already. In your 6 months of marriage, the most casual he'd look would be when he's in jeans and a dress top or a simple shirt under a luxurious jacket. You got a whiplash last night seeing him in pajamas because even at home, you'd spend most of your time in your office clothes, not seeing each other much when you're in your sleepwear.

And every one of those times, he always looked so well-put together with his flawless skin and pretty locks. But right now, the man is asleep with but a few strands of hair out of place, yet he still looks so flawless - angular yet soft features, satin-like plump lips, and no scar or mark on his face, as if he doesn't have pores at all, and it kind of blows your mind away.

You let out a deep breath and it's what prompts him to wake up, as he opens his eyes briefly to see you gazing at him, before he chuckles.

"What's that look?" he mumbles, shifting a little bit but still facing you. You both are in the same position as you were when you fell asleep last night.

"Just... in awe of your natural beauty," you answer honestly.

"Wow, I never thought I'd see the day," he responds, eyes still closed. "But thanks, I'm glad you finally acknowledged it."

He smiles a little, and you can't help but poke his cheeks at the movement. "You also do have bread cheeks," you say. "I never really noticed it up close."

"It's because you don't look at me enough," he says too quickly.

"You should smile more."

"I do," he defends. "I smile a lot when I'm with you."

You freeze on your spot and you're glad he's still half asleep so at least he didn't see you, and you're hoping maybe he'd forget what he said.

"Sorry, was that weird?" He turns to you, more awake now. "I mean it, though. You're charming sometimes. It's quite refreshing, especially since I know how serious you are at work."

"Only sometimes?" You arch a brow.

"Yup. Other times you give me a headache."

You playfully smack his arm and he laughs, hugging the pillow that he held onto all night and looking at you again. "I'm kidding."

"Can I poke your cheek? Just wanna know if you're real."

He nods and just takes your quirks as they come, and you poke his cheek and squeeze it for good measure. "Yup, your face is real. Seriously, you and Taehyung look out-of-this-world. And if it wouldn't freak your sister out, I'd say the same thing about her. She's stunning, Jin. You all are. I'd be happy if I made babies with a man with half of your genes."

"That's a big ask, considering there's no one like me but sure, I wish you luck."

"God, you're annoying even in the morning," you frown, continuously pinching him again until he's laughing uncontrollably.

It's a sound that you didn't realize until now that you want to hear more of, because at least for this moment, you know he's worry-free, and that right now, he's got enough reasons to laugh.

You both freshen up and head to the smaller of the two indoor kitchens for a late breakfast. Everyone else had gone ahead, Emile says, and you're expected to leave in a few hours for a trip to town for lunch, to walk around, and then to have dinner at Jin's grandmother's favorite restaurant.