The room was quiet and dark, the only sound being the faint hum of the city outside. You were lying in bed, fast asleep, but you stirred awake when you heard the door open and close softly. Heeseung had finally come home from practice, and even in your groggy state, you could feel his presence fill the room.
You didn't bother to sit up or fully wake yourself. Instead, you nestled deeper into the blankets, trying to stay in the cozy warmth of the bed. But then you felt a gentle tug, and you gasped, suddenly pulled into Heeseung's arms. You could almost feel his smirk against your skin.
"I knew you were awake," Heeseung whispered, his voice low and teasing. "I've missed you."
You shivered slightly, the warmth of his breath tickling your neck. "Heeseung, what are you doing?" you asked, your voice still thick with sleep.
He chuckled softly, his arms tightening around you. "I just want to smell your hair. It's kind of become a routine for me," he admitted, his tone playful yet sincere.
You felt your cheeks heat up, blushing at his admission. "Why do you like smelling my hair?" you asked, genuinely curious.
Heeseung buried his face in your hair, inhaling deeply. "It smells like raspberries, and it's comforting. It reminds me of you, even when I'm away."
You blushed even harder, feeling a mix of embarrassment and warmth from his words. His breath against your neck made you shiver again, and he took the opportunity to tease you further. "You're so cute when you blush," he whispered, his lips brushing against your ear.
Embarrassed, you quickly covered your face with your hands. Heeseung gently pulled your hands away, his expression soft and earnest. "Don't cover your beautiful face," he said, his voice tender.
You burst out, unable to hold back your insecurities. "I'm not beautiful, Heeseung. Stop lying!"
Heeseung's eyes widened slightly, and he shook his head, cupping your face in his hands. "Hey, look at me," he said gently. "I'm not lying. You are beautiful, and it hurts me to hear you say otherwise."
You blinked up at him, your heart pounding. His sincerity was undeniable, and it made you feel vulnerable. "Heeseung, I..."
He cut you off with a soft kiss, his lips lingering on yours. "I love you, and I love everything about you," he murmured against your lips. "Please believe me."
Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes, but you nodded, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders. "I love you too," you whispered back.
Heeseung smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from your face. "Good. Now, let's get some sleep. We both need it."
You nodded, snuggling closer to him as he wrapped his arms around you again. With his warmth surrounding you and the comforting scent of raspberries filling the air, you felt yourself drifting back to sleep, feeling safe and loved in his embrace.
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