"𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐔" - 𝐘𝐮 𝐙𝐞𝐲𝐮 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

➙Changes and Memories

"Wait, look at this one!", you giggled as you scrolled through the different Instagram and Twitter posts. Zeyu scoffed, rolling his eyes playfully.

"Zeyu and Y/N are my pookies and I will stand by that.", you quoted the post, chuckling at the reaction of your beloved boyfriend. He sat there blushing as he watched your phone.

The both of you had decided to spend your evening together, finding some tweets to look through. The majority of them were your fans swooning over you two. You had known Zeyu for a long time by now. Your group debuted a year after his, but you already knew him before that - He was your childhood friend, which made it easy to find pictures of the two of you when you were children.

"I'm still crying over how Zeyu used to be shorter than Y/N", you said, quoting another one.

"Yeah, I guess thats pretty accurate. You were really short back then.", you teased him with a grin, seeing him roll his eyes once again.

"You were never that much taller than me, stop making such a big deal about it.", he whined, crossing his arms. Your teasing seemed to work.

"Whatever you say.", you chuckled, deciding to not proceed any further. You continued scrolling, only for Zeyu to grab your phone to read out the text.

"Is it just me or is Y/N a lot shorter than they used to be?". Now he was the one teasing, and you lifted your arms in defense as he grinned triumphantly at you.

"Fine, I get that you're the taller one now. Just let me remember how adorable you used to be as a child.", you muttered, retrieving your phone from his grip and putting it down beside you. With a sigh, you leaned back and stared into space, earning a confused and slightly concerned look from the boy beside you.

"What is it?", he asked, worry evident in his voice. You felt him shift slightly, draping his arm around your shoulders as he leaned in closer.

"Do you remember all the sleepovers we had back then?", you started, a dreamy smile making it's way onto your face. He seemed to understand, starting to chuckle softly as he reminisced the shared memory.

"Of course I do, my love.", he whispers.

"I never stayed in my own room back then. I always sneaked out of there to find you, because I preferred to not be alone.", he continued, smiling.

"That one time where you started peeking through my door with tears running down your face. You'd always come find me when you had a nightmare. I still remember how you told me that you stood in front of my door for like 10 minutes, reconsidering your choice.", she sighs, feeling a wave of nostalgia hit her. Zeyu pulled you closer, wrapping his other arm around your waist to hold you close. You smiled as you felt him place his chin on your head.

"I never regretted it.", he said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

"I know for a fact that our moms knew you never stayed in your own room.", you giggled, leaning into his touch. He huffed, shrugging his shoulders.

"I guess i never paid it any mind if I'm honest. I just wanted to be with you", he admitted, making you coo as you reached your hand out to brush through his soft hair. He melted into your touch, humming softly. You chuckled, feeling a little emotional as you remembered all your adventures.

"I'm really glad we never broke apart after all those years.", you confessed, pulling back from him to look into his eyes with a serious expression. He returned your gaze, moving his hand down to yours to play with your fingers gently.

"Me too. I couldn't imagine living without you.", he murmured, lifting your hand to press a kiss onto it, which made you giggle and blush a little. He never failed at using his romantic gestures.

"You're just like sugar, I swear. How are you so sweet?", you asked, pouting as you feel your heart swell with warmth at his actions. He starts giggling, a blush spreading on his cheeks which made him look even sweeter.

"All for you, my love.", he flirted, making you scoff and gently swat his hand away.

"You flatter me. I'm not complaining though.", was what you said in return, letting yourself fall back into the soft pillows on the couch. He copied you, laying beside you and looking at you with a soft smile. To your surprise, he pressed a kiss to your cheek, wrapping his arms around your waist and using your body as a giant pillow.

"I wouldn't want it any other way.", he whispers, nuzzling his head into your warm hoodie. You let out a content sigh.

Some things never change, I guess.