You laugh at something funny you saw on your phone, the sound echoing through the room, but you quickly stop when you find Heeseung staring at you from across the room, a warm smile spreading across his face. Your cheeks heat up under his gaze as he gets up and makes his way over to you, the intensity in his eyes making your heart race.
Heeseung sits down next to you on the couch, his shoulder brushing against yours. "What's so funny?" he asks, though his eyes tell you he's more interested in you than whatever was on your phone.
You shrug, trying to play it cool, but you can feel your blush deepening. "Just a silly video," you mumble, unable to meet his gaze.
Heeseung chuckles softly, leaning a bit closer. "I find your laugh cute," he says, his voice low and sincere. "I want to hear it again."
You shake your head quickly, feeling self-conscious. "No, you don't. I hate the sound of my laugh."
His smirk widens at your response, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, I don't." Without giving you a chance to protest, his hands dart to your sides, his fingers finding all your ticklish spots.
A surprised squeal escapes your lips as you try to squirm away, but Heeseung is relentless. Laughter pours out of you uncontrollably, filling the room with the sound you were so hesitant to let him hear. Heeseung laughs along with you, his joy evident in the way his eyes crinkle at the corners.
"Stop, stop!" you manage to gasp between giggles, tears of laughter forming in your eyes. But Heeseung just grins wider, continuing his playful assault.
"Not until I hear that adorable laugh of yours a bit longer," he teases, his fingers never slowing.Finally, he relents, letting you catch your breath. You lie back on the couch, panting and still giggling occasionally, your sides aching from the laughter.
"See? That wasn't so bad," Heeseung says, brushing a strand of hair from your face. His touch is gentle, and his eyes are filled with warmth.
You look up at him, still smiling despite yourself. "You're impossible," you say, but there's no real annoyance in your voice.
Heeseung's smile softens, and he leans in, his face just inches from yours. "Maybe. But I love making you laugh," he murmurs, his breath warm against your skin.
Your heart skips a beat at his words, and you find yourself lost in his eyes. "Thank you," you whisper, feeling a mix of emotions you can't quite put into words.
Heeseung's expression turns serious for a moment, and he cups your cheek gently. "You never have to hide your laugh from me," he says softly. "I think it's one of the best sounds in the world."
You feel a warmth spread through you at his words, and you nod, unable to trust your voice. Heeseung leans in closer, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead, and you close your eyes, savoring the moment.
As he pulls back, he wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close. You snuggle into his side, feeling safe and cherished, your earlier embarrassment melting away.
For the rest of the evening, you stay like that, wrapped up in each other, the room filled with quiet conversation and occasional bursts of laughter, each one sweeter than the last.
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