Fluff

Little Boater Hat (Lee Jong-Suk)

Ok so you need to listen to Better Together by Jack Johnson bc that's the song that plays later in the scene and it's a cUTE SONG
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You were wandering through the small vintage store, your eyes widening with each new item. Strewn across the store was everything you could imagine, from old radios from the 1940s, to antique hand mirrors. Your boyfriend was walking slowly behind you, taking in his surroundings as well, but mostly you.

He loved how your eyes sparkled with curiosity as your tried to figure out what things were, or how silly you looked when you tried on large hats or held up dainty fans. This was his favorite thing, just watching you.

Your face suddenly lit up, as a particular hat caught your eye. It was an little boater hat, the type that barbershop quartet singers would wear. You rushed over to pick up that straw hat. You turned toward, your boyfriend, Jong-Suk, ever so innocently, the hat hidden behind your back. You wiggled your eyebrows at him and he chuckled, his plump lips widening.

"And what have you got there, miss?" He strode over to you and got close. Quite close in fact, enough so that you felt the heat radiating off of his body, so close that if you moved a centimeter, you would surely touch.

He looked down into your eyes, but you noticed his hand reaching behind your back for the hat. You quickly swung one arm up and set the hat softly on his head. His eyes widened in surprise. He looked quite silly, but in a charming and adorable way.
Nevertheless, you cover you mouth with your hands to stifle your giggles.

"What's so funny?" He asked, looking slightly concerned.

"Look in the mirror." You told him, trying not to burst out in a fit of giggles.

He strode over to a large mirror leaning against the wall, and took a look at himself. He chuckled, and began to laugh harder. You both were soon in fits of laughter, the store owner eyeing you, most likely wondering what was so funny.

He stood tall in front of the mirror, in a superhero pose. And you sat yourself down on a small armchair and you watched him pose for you. You caught your breath from giggling and he grabbed your hand, enveloping it into his. He strode over to a record player and placed a record on it. Though, this record was fairly recent, most likely 10 years old.

The song began to play, and as soon as it began you knew what it was.
You smiled brightly, and he looked down at you, "May I have this dance?" He asked.

You put your hand on his shoulder and he placed his on your waist. He spun you and dipped you and made you laugh. And every so often, you tipped his hat. That little boater hat.