"You are just so beautiful," you hum softly, tilting your head to the side as you peer at your lover, combing his bangs back with your fingertips.
Jisung's doe eyes stared at you, wide and full of love. "I say that about you all the time."
You weren't sure how you became in such a position with him, only intending to wipe his makeup off for him. But Jisung always was mischievous and pulled you onto his lap by your waist. However, you didn't expect him to become docile the moment you sat down, your own confidence taking over.
The cotton pad in your right hand slowly lost its meaning, becoming useless after so many wipes over his skin. Still, you softly dragged it over parts that had remaining makeup residue that suddenly was very important to remove. You were awfully tender, attempting to remain in this position longer than necessary.
Your left hand trailed down his neck, rolling over the collar bone before your palms went flat against his shoulders, both sliding down and making their way back up. In between you discarded the pad onto the couch, your determination to keep the cleaner lingering was no longer found. Instead, you focused on cupping Jisung's face in your hands and pulling him closer.
You watched his eyes flutter close as you leant in, bringing his face up to meet your open lips. It was a sweet, short open mouth kiss that you were initially greeted with. Another followed closing behind, and more after that. One of your hands moved to curl into the hair behind his head, resting on the nape of his neck enough to pull him deeper into the kiss.
Jisung tightened his grip on your thighs, not wanting to release you knowing you were his entire world. The way your lips felt on his made his heart flutter every time. He felt that if he let you go, even just a little, you'd disappear before him. His love for you sometimes was so overwhelming he had nothing to do but squeeze you against him. He slipped a hand to your lower back, forcing you to dip further down into his body and against his chest.
You pulled back first, feeling Han's lips attempt to chase after yours as you did. You laugh quietly, placing a fingertip against his mouth to hold him off. "Easy now, we have all night together."
It wasn't a special night for the two of you. He had been back from a tour for a couple of days and was getting some well-earned rest. It wasn't an anniversary or a special day---just a normal night you could spend with each other. So after having time alone and accumulating the many moments you missed him, you finally gathered the courage to express it.
Han Jisung understood actions better than words anyway. He thought it was difficult to express how he truly felt; the many words in a language and he still struggled to find the right ones. He preferred when your actions aligned perfectly with the sweet words you may have slipped in from time to time. A reminder that you are always true and honest to him, regardless of any insecurities that may arise. He feels that words can be empty promises, but the following action is what seals the truth.
Your lover gazed up at you, watching you as he lifted a hand to cup your cheek. He watched carefully as you leant into his touch and closer your eyes with a smile playing at your lips. He could feel his heart burst with affection, knowing that your previous words of 'I love you' were true. He felt the same.
For you, you felt just the same. Jisung was your safe haven and if you ever needed peace, he was the person you looked to. He was terrible at words of comfort and expressing empathy, but when his arms encased you into his chest, you were safe. It was as if all the things bothering you left and you could happily enjoy your evening with him without considering any negative possibilities. Whatever your mind threatened to explore, be it good or bad, Han was able to put it all away. You slept better at night when he was beside you, too.
So how could you not be obsessed with that man? The way his eyes followed your every movement, taking it all in to remember later. His sweet smile slipping past his look of concentration for a moment while he met your eyes. The way his hands clung to you whenever you needed them. Every little thing about your partner made you feel crazy. All it took was one gaze and you would cave instantaneously.
The thoughts of him circling through your mind prompted you to lean down again. Han was thankful that your love for him was still so clear, even after all this time, through every kiss you gave him. You wanted to make sure that his love language was heard loud and clear, and filled to the absolute brim and more. It was difficult to contain such overwhelming emotions sometimes, so it became easier to release them and express them than assuming he knew it already. Because your unexpected soft kisses and extra affection on occasion were things Jisung looked forward too.
Jisung wraps his arms around your back and rests his head on your chest. "Moments like these make me feel like we are teenagers in love," he sighs happily.
You smile, weaving your fingers through his strands of hair. "The honeymoon phase that seems to never end," you agree.
Hanji began to hum a tune after he closed his eyes. He was careful to not fully fall asleep on you, but the sound of your soft breaths pumped in and out, moving your chest up and down, he could feel the rhythm lulling him into a peaceful state.
"I don't think I'll ever get tired of telling you how much I love you," you whisper before kissing the top of his head.
