You both should be in bed sleeping, not slow dancing at one o'clock in the morning. But neither of you was tired.
Soft jazz played from the stereo in the living room, its volume quiet enough to not disturb their neighbors but just enough for Jae-heon and (Y/n) to hear. The two lovers' eyes were closed, their chests pressed against one another. Jae-heon's hand clasped in (Y/n)'s, the other resting on their lower back as his lover's head on his shoulder, their bare feet barely making a sound on the rug as they turned and gently rocked to the music.
"I don't want this to end," you whispered.
"What was that?" Jae-heon asked, lost in the soft music that he didn't hear you.
"I said I don't want this to end," you replied a little louder.
(Y/n) heard the man softly chuckle before feeling his lips on their temple," I don't want it to end either. Besides, I'm not ready to let go of you yet, yeobo."
(Y/n) smiled at the nickname he gave them before pressing a kiss on Jae-heon's neck.
As a few more minutes passed, the song gradually came to an end. Silence filled the room, save the couple breathing.
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