Lee Heeseung Imagines

Bonfire

Heeseung plans a romantic beach bonfire for just the two of you.

The sound of waves crashing gently against the shore mixed with the crackling of the bonfire as you and Heeseung sat side by side on a cozy blanket spread out on the sand. The sun was setting, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink, creating a picture-perfect backdrop for your romantic evening.

Heeseung had gone all out, planning every detail of this beach bonfire. A basket of snacks, marshmallows for roasting, and even his guitar were all neatly arranged around you. He looked at you with a soft smile, his eyes reflecting the warmth of the flames.

"Do you like it?" he asked, his voice gentle and filled with anticipation.

"I love it, Heeseung," you replied, feeling your heart swell with affection. "It's perfect."

Heeseung grinned, his playful side emerging. "I bet you're blushing again," he teased, leaning over to peck your cheek. "You always look so cute when you blush."

You playfully pushed him away, laughing. "Stop teasing me! I can't help it."

He just chuckled, clearly enjoying the effect he had on you. "Alright, let's roast some marshmallows." He handed you a stick and you both started toasting the marshmallows over the fire, the sweet smell filling the air.

As you watched the marshmallows turn golden brown, Heeseung took a moment to admire you. You caught him staring and gave him a curious look. "What? Do I have marshmallow on my face?"

"No," he said, setting his stick aside and reaching out to gather your hair. "I just thought you'd look beautiful with your hair tied up." With gentle hands, he tied your hair into a ponytail.

You frowned slightly. "I think I look uglier with my hair up."

Heeseung shook his head, his expression serious. "No way. You look really beautiful. You should tie your hair up more often." He smiled, his words making your heart race.

"Thank you," you murmured, feeling your cheeks heat up again.

"There's that blush again," he said, leaning in to peck your cheek. "I love it."

The sun had now set, leaving a trail of stars in its wake. Heeseung picked up his guitar, strumming a few chords. "I brought my guitar so we could sing together," he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

You groaned playfully. "Heeseung, you know I'm a horrible singer."

He shook his head firmly. "Not true. Everyone keeps saying your voice is the most angelic voice they've heard. Please?"

You hesitated but couldn't resist his puppy eyes. "Alright, what song?"

"'Wouldn't Change a Thing'?" he suggested, his fingers already finding the first chords.

You nodded and began singing with him. As your voices blended together, you felt a wave of emotion. Heeseung's voice was strong and melodic, and you couldn't help but get lost in the moment. When the song ended, he looked at you with admiration.