Jeonghan warms up the reader.
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After a long, cold walk from the practice room back to the dorm, Jeonghan looked forward to dropping his belongings at the door and curling up in the warmth of the bed and your sweet embrace. Unlocking the barrier between he and his fantasy, the sound of a small, desperate exhale caught his attention.
Jeonghan stepped slowly into the living room to find books and papers dominating the area of the table, an unattended cellphone struggling to stay alive, and a shivering body huddled up at one end of the couch. A sympathetic smile crossed his lips as he gently set his bag aside and turned to you. He crouched next to you quietly, lifting a hand to your cheek and lightly dragging the tips of his fingers across.
"Jagi~" he called in a hushed tone , allowing his hand to fully cup the side of your face.
Your tired, study-stricken eyes fluttered open to find an angel sitting in front of you, his warmth radiating from his hand and onto your cheek. You hummed in response, nuzzling into the comfort of his palm as the chill of the room continued attack to you. Jeonghan reached for a blanket that was nearby and helped you sit up. After rearranging positions, the two of you were lying down and pressed against one another, your head at his chest and his chin resting on you.
"I love you," Jeonghan whispered, placing a kiss on top of your head.
Warm and content, you both finally welcomed sleep's inviting advances.
