Lee Heeseung Imagines 2

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When you don't let him go to a party (for perfect reasons). 

You were sitting on the couch, scrolling through your reels when Heeseung came into the room. "Hey, I've got a party to go to tonight," he announced, a casual smile on his face. "I didn't bother asking if you wanted to come since you hate parties anyway."

You smiled, teasing him. "Wow, how smart of you. Reading my mind now, are we?"

He chuckled and headed into your shared bedroom. Soon, the sound of running water filled the apartment as he showered. You continued to scroll through your phone, occasionally glancing at the clock. After about an hour of chilling, you decided to check on Heeseung.

As you entered the bedroom, you were greeted by the sight of Heeseung getting dressed. He was wearing a crisp, white button-down shirt tucked into black dress pants, his hair slightly damp from the shower. You blinked a couple of times, taking in his appearance. *He was so freakin' handsome!*

He caught your eye and gestured at his outfit, a playful smirk on his face. "So, do I look good?"

You nodded, feeling your cheeks heat up. You sat on the bed, watching as he started touching up his hair in the mirror. As you watched him, your mind began to wander. You couldn't help but think about all the girls who might be at the party, girls who would practically throw themselves at your boyfriend.

Heeseung's voice snapped you out of your thoughts. "You wanna say something? Say it."

You shook your head, trying to find an excuse, but he had already bent down in front of you, raising an eyebrow. "Come on, what's on your mind?"

You looked away from his eyes, trying to find the perfect way to save yourself. But then, he turned your face back towards him with a soft touch, making you shiver. His attractive smile practically ended it for you.

You muttered softly, barely over a whisper, "There are gonna be girls there, right?"

He tilted his head, his smile fading slightly into a teasing smirk. "Yeah, so?"

You found it harder to force the words out. "I don't know... I just... I don't want you to go."

Heeseung raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "Oh? And why's that?"

You looked down, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Because... you're so handsome, and those girls... they'll be all over you. I just... I don't like it."

Heeseung laughed softly, lifting your chin so you were looking directly into his eyes. "You're cute when you're jealous, you know that?"

You pouted, crossing your arms. "I'm not jealous. I'm just... concerned."

"Sure you are," he teased, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "You know I only have eyes for you, right?"

You nodded, but still felt a bit uneasy. "I know, but... still."

Heeseung's smile softened, and he sat down beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "Hey, how about this? I'll skip the party and we can have our own little celebration here. Just the two of us."

You looked up at him, surprised. "You'd do that?"

"Of course," he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "I'd rather spend time with you anyway."

"But you've gotten dressed and everything"

"It's fine" He smiled. "All I needed was the compliment, anyway. 

You smiled, feeling a warm, fuzzy feeling in your chest. "Okay, but could we watch a movie of my choice?"

Heeseung laughed, pulling you closer. "As long as it's not another dramatic horror"

You giggled, snuggling into his side. "No promises."

Heeseung chuckled and leaned down to kiss you, his lips soft against yours. "I love you, you know that?"

You smiled against his lips. "I love you too, Heeseung."

As you both settled in for a cozy night together, you couldn't help but feel grateful for having someone like Heeseung in your life. He always knew how to make you feel special, even when you were being a bit silly. And you knew, without a doubt, that he was all yours.

SORRY FOR GRAMMATICAL ERRORS!