YOUR POV
The night is at its usual state, starry and calm. The gentle breeze coming from the outside makes his hair fly into a certain direction.
His eyes, although his eyelids are closed, I can see from them the beauty that it beholds.
His skin is so smooth, that even letting my cold fingers touch his face seems to be a sin.
His nose scrunches most of the time. Well, I guess he's dreaming of something and I wonder what it is.
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His lips, oh those beautiful pair of lips! No words can describe how plump and red they look like. God knows how much I want to kiss this sleeping angel beside me, but I can't.
His hands are the most beautiful of all. Every fingertips show nothing but perfection. They are warm, really. It's a shame for my hands to drift on to his.
His breathing, his soft snores are the best music of all time. He's so lucky to continue these kind of things. But I'm still happy, because he's okay. He's continuing the life he deserves to have.
After a couple of minutes of just admiring his perfection, I leaned towards him and let my oh so cold lips to drift on his forehead.
Good night, my dear Kim Jongdae. I love you. I really do love you and I only want what's best for you.
I'm always with you. Gigs, concerts, guestings, rehearsals, the times you feel alone and distressed, name it. I'm always right there, even though you can't even notice me.
YOU ARE READING
With EXO
RandomThese are one-shots and imagines with the adorable EXO and you, readers, as the characters. Grammatical and typographical errors are present on every pieces so please just bear with it. Thank you!
