YN woke up to find one of Minho's cats curled up on her legs, purring contentedly. She smiled and ran a hand through its fur, enjoying the softness of its fur.
As she looked over at Minho, who was still sleeping soundly next to her, she couldn't help but admire him. The sunlight streaming through the window illuminated his features, highlighting the sharp angles of his face, the curve of his neck, and the strong lines of his hands.
She lightly traced a finger over the scar on his stomach, feeling the roughness of the skin under her touch. It was a reminder of how tough and resilient Minho was, and it made her appreciate him all the more.
Suddenly, Minho stirred, his eyes fluttering open. He looked at YN, a sleepy smile on his face.
"What are you doing?" he asked, his voice husky with sleep.
"Appreciating you," YN replied with a soft smile.
Minho's cheeks turned pink, and he hid his face in the crook of YN's neck. "Stop it," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. "You're making me blush."
YN chuckled softly and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer. "I can't help it," she said. "You're just too perfect."
Minho lifted his head and looked at her, his eyes shining as he leaned in to give her a soft kiss.
As they cuddled together, the cat still purring contentedly at their feet, YN couldn't help but feel grateful for this moment of peace and contentment. She knew that there were challenges and obstacles ahead, but with Minho by her side, she felt like they could conquer anything.
