ｐｒｅｔｔｙ ⇋ byun,baekhyun

4

he trapped you against the bathroom counter and pulled your sweater off.

you tried to cover yourself.

"dont cover yourself, theres no point, you're really prett-"

he stopped himself before saying the sacred drunk word.

"are you drunk?" you asked.

"what, no."

you slowly relaxed in his gentle hold. as he tended to your wounds you took the time to marvel at his face. he was never this close to you before, only at your small wedding where he had to lean in to kiss you.

"there." he smiled slightly and you smiled back.

he got you down and focused his attention on packing up.

you slipped on your sweater and padded down the stairs, opened the television and occupied yourself with that,

'cause if you didn't, you would have way too much time on your hands.

time spent thinking of your husband.