Fluff

Lee Jong-Suk

Whoops sorry I'm TRASH
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You had just gotten home from a long day at work. You worked at a small book store on the corner, and today was particularly frustrating. It was filled with rude customers and heavy piles of books. You tossed your handbag and keys on the counter and went into your bedroom, which you shared with your boyfriend, Jong-Suk. You stepped in the room to see him on your bed, arm propped up on a pillow, reading a book. The light of the lamp next to him illuminated his sharp cheekbones and soft cheeks. You stood in the doorway, in awe of his beauty. He looked up and smiled brightly,
"You're back! How was your day?" He patted the spot on the bed next to him, so you could tell him about your day.
"It was a bit rough, but its better now."
You scooted closer to him on the bed, and he put his book down. He lifted his arm to make the perfect space for your small head to rest. You put your head on his chest and listened to him breathe, and felt his heartbeat. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the warmth radiating from his body. You looked up at him and kissed his soft lips, and he turned his head to alleviate the awkward position he was in. He kissed you back, and you slowly tangled a hand in his soft hair. He put a hand on your waist, the other cupping your cheek. He pulled away and you kissed his nose, smiling widely. Your night was filled with kisses and warm cuddles and him reading aloud to you until you both fell asleep, the book open on his chest.