My dance teacher is cute | Haobin

32 - Love 101

POV: Zhang Hao | MONDAY MORNING

"Good morning~" Hanbin's voice was soft, whispering in my ear as his arms pulled me closer. His breath tickled, and I groaned into my pillow, refusing to open my eyes. "Let me sleep," I mumbled, the weight of exhaustion keeping me glued to the bed.

We had barely slept thanks to him and his endless energy.

He didn't seem to care, though, because his lips began trailing lazy kisses across the back of my neck.

"You slept enough~ let's have breakfast," he murmured against my skin. I had no energy to respond, let alone move. But then—OW.

"AHH!" I yelped, flipping over as I glared at him. Did he just bite me?!

"You! Idiot!" I threw a half-hearted punch at him, which he dodged easily, laughing like he hadn't just assaulted my shoulder.

"Now you're awake," he teased, flashing me that smug grin of his. "I'll bring you breakfast in bed, baby," he said, leaning in to kiss my cheek. Immediately, I felt my face heat up, and I turned away, trying to act cool even though I was completely embarrassed.

"Whatever," I mumbled, hiding my flushed cheeks as I sank back into the bed.

He just chuckled as he got dressed and headed out of the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. As soon as the door clicked shut, I let out a deep sigh.

We were dating now. For real.
And I had no idea what I was doing.

This was my first relationship. I mean, were there rules for this kind of thing? Was I supposed to be doing something? How do people act when they're in love?

Hanbin was so... good at this—throwing around affection like it was second nature to him. Meanwhile, I was over here panicking every time he called me "baby."

What if I wasn't doing enough? What if he expected me to be more affectionate, but I just couldn't be like that?

I wanted to be good for him.

But what if I was too awkward? What if he got tired of me?

I needed to figure this out. Fast.

I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and quickly Googled, "How do you show someone you love them without being cringe."

A long list of tips popped up:

1.    Thank them often.
2.    Compliment them.
3.    Apologize when you make a mistake.
4.    Acts of kindness.
5.    Thoughtful gifts.
6.    Physical touch.
7.    Share memories.
8.    Express gratitude.
9.    Show interest in their interests.
10.   Avoid name-calling.
11.    Be specific about why you love them.

This was... overwhelming. I stared at the list, trying to memorize as much as I could.

Just as I put my phone down, Hanbin came back in, carrying a tray of breakfast. My heart raced as he approached.

Alright, Hao, time to put this into practice.

"T-thank you," I managed to say, meeting his eyes as he set the tray down. His ears flushed pink, and he smiled warmly at me.

"Anything for you. Now let's eat," he said, settling down beside me.

We started eating in silence, and the quiet felt a bit awkward. Was I supposed to talk? I tried to remember the list—oh, right, compliments.

"You look...uh, really handsome right now," I said, a bit too seriously.

Hanbin choked on his food, his face turning red as he coughed. Oh no. Did I do it wrong?