𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 // Enhypen Heeseung [18+] (✓)

68: Cozy Night

Heeseung turned to me, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. "So, what do you want to do now?"

"Maybe we could watch a movie?" I suggested, trying to keep my voice casual.

"Netflix and...?" Heeseung teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

I felt my cheeks flush and playfully swatted his arm. "Netflix and cuddle."

He chuckled softly, the sound warming my heart. "I'll be right back, just need to use the bathroom. You go ahead and pick something for us to watch."

I nodded eagerly and made my way to the bed, fluffing the pillows and arranging the blankets to create a cozy nest. As I settled in, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement. Heeseung and I were still new to this, and every little moment felt special.

Heeseung emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later, his hair slightly damp from splashing water on his face. He smiled as he approached the bed. "So, what did my Chloe pick for us?"

I bit my lip nervously. "I hope it's okay if we watch a K-drama?"

"Of course," Heeseung nodded, his smile widening.

He climbed into bed beside me, situating himself between my legs. I leaned against the headboard and he rested his head on my chest, positioning himself between my legs. The position was perfect for me to run my fingers through his hair, a gesture I knew he found comforting.

As the opening credits rolled, the room settled into a comfortable silence, punctuated only by the occasional rustle of the blankets or the soft murmur of dialogue from the screen. The dim light from the TV cast a warm glow over the room, enhancing the intimate atmosphere.

Heeseung's hands found their way to my thighs, gently caressing the skin. His touch was light, almost absentminded, but it sent shivers up my spine. I focused on the rhythmic motion of his fingers, feeling an overwhelming sense of contentment wash over me.

The K-drama unfolded on the screen, its story of love and challenges mirroring, in a way, the newness and excitement of our own relationship. I occasionally glanced down at Heeseung, watching the flickering light of the TV play across his face. He seemed engrossed in the show, his expression shifting with each twist and turn of the plot.

"Do you like it?" I whispered, not wanting to break the tranquility of the moment.

Heeseung tilted his head back to look at me, a soft smile on his lips. "I love it. And I love spending time like this with you."

His words sent a rush of warmth through me, and I couldn't resist leaning down to place a gentle kiss on his forehead. Heeseung closed his eyes, sighing contentedly.

The show continued, but our focus gradually drifted away from the screen. The gentle rise and fall of his breathing, the feel of his hair between my fingers—these sensations became the focal point of my attention. I felt a deep sense of connection, as if we were perfectly in sync with each other.

Heeseung shifted slightly, turning to face me. His eyes met mine, and for a moment, we simply gazed at each other, lost in the depth of our feelings.

"I'm so glad we're together," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity.

"Me too," I replied, my heart swelling with emotion.

We stayed like that for a while, the K-drama playing forgotten in the background. The world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of us in our little bubble of happiness. Every touch, every glance, every whispered word felt like a promise of more moments like this to come.

As the episode drew to a close, Heeseung reached for the remote and paused the show. He turned back to me, his eyes sparkling with mischief again. "So, how about another episode?"

I laughed softly, feeling the tension of the day melt away. "Only if we can keep cuddling like this."

"Deal," he said.

And so, we settled in for another episode, wrapped in each other's warmth, the outside world forgotten. In that moment, everything was perfect.

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