It was Saturday night, where everyone are having wild party while you just chilling at your apartment, waiting for Chanwoo to reach home anytime any soon.
Chanwoo was having concert tour at Shanghai for three days and scheduled to arrive at Seoul at the evening, and supposed to arrive at both of your home at night since they will have some meeting at the company for another Asia tour.
You waited and waited, and waited and waited. But, Chanwoo is nowhere to be seen, still not arriving at your place. You started to feel bored, so you decided to read some magazines while waiting for Chanwoo. You read Bazaar Magazines, and there's iKON segment in it. You smiled like an idiot when you saw Chanwoo in it, his smile, his dimple, his figure. You love everything about him. And slowly, you eyes started to close and you fell asleep with magazine still on Chanwoo's pages.
Chanwoo arrived at home, just right after you fell into a deep sleep. He screamed, "Honey, I'm ba-" and saw you slept on the couch soundly. He smiled and walked directly towards you, said "Have a nice sleep, princess. Dream about me." and planted a kiss on your forehead.
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Your wake up alarm rang and knocked you awake. You gently opened your eyes when you found out Chanwoo was lying besides you, still aleeping soundly. You planted a peck on his plump cheek, "You must be tired. Been missed you for the past three days." and sprinted towards the bathroom, washing your still sleepy face and brushing your teeth.
You were in the midst of preparing breakfast for both you and Chanwoo when suddenly big warm hands suddenly sneakily slipped around your waist, backhugging you. You smiled at his action, and said "Good morning, my baby." He just murmured over random things because he still sleepy. He leaned his head onto top of your head because he is a giant, 182 cm [[or maybe taller]] boy.
You told him to go get some sleep if he is still sleepy, but instead he just backhugging you, said "Let's us stay like this for more minutes. I've missed you like crazy for three days." So, you let it passed by, and still doing your stuff; prepare for breakfast.
He followed you wherever you go, still backhugging you. "Finally done!", you said. Chanwoo puts his chin onto your shoulder, in the midst of smelling his favourite scent of his favourite dish made by you. "Still my favourite scent" as he inhaled the scent of his favourite omelet fried rice.
You two sat on the dining table, having your first breakfast after three days. "What time did you arrive? I didn't manage to welcome you last night. Sorry, Chanwoo." you said, with disappointed tone.
"It's okay dear. I'm the one who late. I accompanied Hanbin hyung and Yunhyeong hyung clearing our dorm."
"Hahahaha, did you guys have to live at your dorm again?"
"No, it's for the trainees."
You mouthed "OOOHH" and nodded your head. Chanwoo smiled seeing your action that his dimples showed up. That dimple, that dimple is the one of thousands reasons why are you madly fall in love with Chanwoo. Yes, blame that dimple.
You suddenly said, "I miss you pabo" to Chanwoo and he replied "I miss you too pabo". Both of you finished your breakfast and decided to do the dishes together.
"Hey slinthead you sleep so soundly. And are you losing some weight? Because you felt so light when I lifted you." Chanwoo said.
You were so shocked that you dropped you jaw and intensely turn your head facing Chanwoo with a "WHAT?!!" face. "Wait what? Oh my god am i misheard? Where when how?"
"Close your mouth first hahahahaha. Last night, when I entered I saw you already sleeping on the couch so I lifted you to our bedroom and put you back to sleep as I went to take bath. I don't want to sleep alone for four consecutive nights without you already so that's why. And talking about you fell asleep, did you fell asleep while staring into me in Bazaar magazine?"
And so, you blushed.
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