You lay on Heeseung's lap, absorbed in your book, while his fingers trail through your hair, sending delightful shivers down your spine. The quiet intimacy is broken when he suddenly asks, "Who would you save if Sunghoon and I were dangling off a cliff?"
Startled, you close your book and meet his eyes. "What kind of question is that?" you laugh.
Heeseung raises an eyebrow, waiting for your answer. "Come on, I want to know."
With a playful smile, you respond, "I'd choose you, Heeseung, because Sunghoon would probably end up doing pull-ups on the cliff."
His smile vanishes as he processes your words. "So, you'd save me because you think I'm not strong enough?" he asks, a hint of hurt and teasing in his voice.
"No, that's not what I meant," you protest, but he pouts, his lower lip jutting out adorably, making your heart clench.
"Sure, sure," he mutters, looking away dramatically.
You can't help but giggle at his antics. Smiling, you try to lighten the mood by correcting yourself, "Fine, I'd save Sunghoon then."
Heeseung's eyes widen in mock horror. "What?" he exclaims, gently pushing you off his lap and pinning you to the bed. He cages you beneath him, his eyes dark with playful determination. "Repeat that," he demands, his voice low and teasing.
You glance around, searching for an escape route, but his smirk tells you he's already two steps ahead. "I know your little game," he murmurs, leaning in closer. "Now, repeat what you said."
Cornered, you look into his eyes and admit, "I'd walk away because you'll get angry either way."
Heeseung chuckles, his tension melting away as he leans down to kiss your forehead. "Smart choice," he murmurs. But then, he whines softly, "Why don't you ever choose me?"
You sigh, shaking your head with a smile. "Because you always turn it into a game, Heeseung."
He huffs, burying his face in your neck, his breath tickling your skin. "I just want to be your number one," he mumbles, his voice muffled.
"You already are," you assure him, running your fingers through his hair.
He lifts his head, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Prove it," he whispers, his lips ghosting over yours.
You chuckle, leaning up to kiss him gently. "How's that?" you ask, your lips brushing against his.
Heeseung deepens the kiss, pulling you closer. "Not enough," he murmurs between kisses. "You have to say it."
You pull back slightly, looking into his eyes. "Heeseung, you are my number one. Always."
A satisfied grin spreads across his face. "That's more like it," he says, his tone flirty and teasing.
You roll your eyes playfully. "You're impossible."
"And you love it," he retorts, capturing your lips again. His kisses are soft and lingering, making your heart race.
Finally, he pulls back, resting his forehead against yours. "You know, I wouldn't mind doing pull-ups with Sunghoon if it meant you'd save me."
You laugh, wrapping your arms around his neck. "How about we avoid any cliffs altogether?"
Heeseung grins, nuzzling your nose with his. "Deal."
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