T W E N T Y

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Yunho snapped out of his thoughts and let Y/N in. She took off her shoes and stepped inside, looking around her surroundings. The apartment was fairly clean, but still had a comfy and warm atmosphere to it. Pictures of the Jeong family hung up on the wall, crochet pillows and stuffed animals scattered the living room sofa and obviously fake plants placed in the corners.

Y/N wandered around the apartment for a while as Yunho followed her, his heart beating quickly. He watched as she gazed upon shelves full of small and unique ornaments stacked there. Once in a while, he had to tell her not to touch a certain item or to be mindful or her step in a certain room.

Then, Y/N reached his room. She could see the nervousness in his gaze, slightly warry of her going on.

"Can we go in?" She asked.

"Oh um.." He looked around nervously, "Sure."

Yunho walked up and opened the door for her, gesturing for her to go inside. She stepped inside and looked around amazed. Music posters and small artworks covered the walls, the string lights luminating the room. 

"Woah, your room's cool as fuck." Y/N sat on the chair near his desk, examining the items on it.

"Thanks," Yunho sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to him, gesturing for her to sit next to him.

Y/N's eyes lit up and she ran over and plopped herself on the bed, immediately grabbing his arm to cuddle with. Yunho's cheeks turned bright red at that and slowly moved his arm to wrap it around her waist and hug her, his fingers wrapped up in her hair. She let out a low hum as she relaxed into the hug and returned the gesture, nuzzling her head in the empty space between his jaw and collarbone.

"Can we stay like this for a while?" Y/N mumbled into his neck.

Yunho pulled her tighter, "Yeah."

Some time passed as they cuddled together, Yunho's body going from stiff and awkward to relaxed. He started playing with her hair, gently curling it with his fingers. Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself up to nuzzle herself closer to him, making him blush like crazy. 

"Y/N?" Yunho asked.

"Hm?" She pulled away from his neck.

"Do you wanna watch something?" He let go of her momentarily to grab the remote of the small TV placed in his room.

"Sure, but I'm picking." Y/N sat up from the hug and pulled the blanket over the two of them.

Yunho chuckled and turned on the TV, the screen glowing as it opened up the streaming options. He clicked on one and handed the remote over to Y/N, their fingers brushing together and he did so. She took the remote from him and picked out a drama that came out recently. She leaned back against the headboard and snuggled up to Yunho, her head laying on his shoulder. He did the same and they proceeded to watch the show together silently.

Suddenly, Y/N spotted something from the corner of her eye. She looked over to see a canvas on an easel, with an unfinished painting on it; only the sketch and the main colours were on there. She looked back at Yunho, who was too invested in the drama to notice that she saw his work. She gently nudged his side with her elbow and pointed to the painting.

"What's that meant to be?" She said, referring to the painting. 

Yunho's eyes widened and jumped out of bed, grabbed a large piece of cloth and covered the painting. "You're not meant to see that."

She gets up and tries to take the cloth down, struggling as Yunho was in her path. "But I wanna see." She pouted.

Y/N escaped from under his arm and pulled the cloth away, revealing the unfinished project. As she looked at it more closely, she saw that it was a sketch of a girl, smiling with flowers and trees surrounding her. She could spot that the background has already been painted, just needing some details. Yunho covered his face in embarrassment as she gazed over his art, his hands getting clammy.

"Who's that?" She sat at the stool in front of the canvas and stared in awe.

"Oh umm.. That's uh.." Yunho gulped, "It's you."

"Hm?"

"That time at the park.. When I was 'Hyunso'..." He fidgeted with his fingers, "You said you wanted me to paint you.. So I did."

Y/N's expression softens at his words, a small smile tugging at her lips, "Aww,"

"I-It's not done!" He exclaimed nervously, "I haven't started painting your face yet."

"It's so good.." She brought a hand up to touch it, but Yunho grabbed her hand to stop her.

"It's drying, don't touch it please." He looked over at her nervously, "But-.. You think it's good?"

"Yeah," She exclaimed, "I wanna see you finish it."

"Really?"

She nodded.

With that, Yunho brought out another stool for himself and set up his painting station. Y/N watched intensively as he mixed colours on the canvas. Swirls of beige and brown mixed together as he started painting her face. He dabbed a dot of dark brown and melted it in to color the eyes. She leaned on his shoulder as he continued his work, admiring his skill. Yunho smiled as he slowly finished his painting, showing her the final result. He flipped the canvas and signed his name with a heart next to it.

"I'll give it to you when it dries." Yunho scratched his neck shyly, smiling bashfully.

"Oh my God, thank you!" She hugged him, making him freeze before melting into the hug and wrapping his arms around her.

"You're welcome," He buries his head in her hair.

"Wait, I have a question."

"What is it?"

"You like me, right?" Y/N eyes sparkled.

Yunho choked at her question and blushed furiously, "Y-yeah.."

"And I like you back, right?" 

"Uh, I guess?"

"So why don't we date?"

Yunho's heart stopped working for a minute, time freezed as he heard her question. He thought surely he had heard her wrong.

"S-sorry?" He stammered.

"Date me." She answered, determination seeping from her eyes.

Yunho felt his mind go on overdrive at her command. She wanted to date him? He must be dreaming. What he had been wishing for for ages had come true. He wasted no time. Yunho leaned down to her face, his nose grazing hers; he then softly and gently kissed her on the cheek, his lips lingering on her skin for a while. He lifted his head up and smiled.

"Sure, I'll date you."

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