Jung Taek.

Hugs.

"Hey..." you yawned as you walked into the living room.

Taekwoon was standing by the balcony, looking at the sky when he turned around to face you. Eyes squinting, he gave you one of his soft sleepy smiles. You walked over to him and smiled with eyes barely open. He chuckled quietly and ruffled your hair.

"Didnt get enough sleep?"

"And whose fault is that?" You pouted.

"Well I didnt know you were that competitive or else I wouldnt have suggested it," he smiled.

"Well now you know. As far as I'm concerned, I won that last round last night. You were too slow."

Taekwoon laughed. He looked at his big toe and pretended to sulk.

"You're just too strong. My toe was abused," he said.

"I can add that to your weakness list now. Both toe wrestling and arm wrestling," you yawned.

"I let you win on the arm wrestling though," he smiled down at you.

"I'll punch you," you glared at him.

And he laughed. He knows you're strong, he just doesnt want to admit.

"Cute," he whispered.

"I'll really punch you," you added a pout to the glare.

Slowly, you leaned in to him and set yourself against him, face hidden in his broad chest. Taekwoon's eyebrows shot up, his eyes blinking out of surprise.
'He's still not used to this,' you thought, smiling secretly.

"Hug me, Jung Taekwoon."

He was silent.

"I can hear your heart. Hug me now before I ban you from sex," you threatened.

Quietly, he lifted his arms near your hips. He stopped. He was hesitating and you thought it was cute. So feisty in bed but then so shy on everything else, you giggled.

"S-shut up-"

"Then hug me."

"I'm trying," he whined.

You looked up and scrunched your nose. Without looking away, you tried to help him.

"Arms around my back, wrap it until theres no more space between us and smell my hair...or dont smell it, just find a place to put your face in."

Slowly, he followed your instructions as you monitored his facial expressions. Little by little, you notice the familiar blush creeping up his neck. You smiled. Just then, he succeeded. Looking down at you, he scrunched his face trying to hide it. Noticing your teasing face, he hid in your hair.

"Good boy," you laughed, wrapping your arms around his wide back.

You squeezed him a bit and pat his back.

"Good boy."