𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙨 ⏤𝕓𝕥𝕤

j.hs | sun and stars

Pairing: j.hoseok x f.reader

Genre: fluff

Length: o.7k

Drabble Prompt:

● "I'll give you a massage"

● "You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I can fix it."

● "Don't be stupid, I'm not leaving you."

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It had been a long day of practice.

Hoseok had constantly been repeating choreographies to perfection before rapping and singing until his vocal chords grew parched with exhaustion. When all was done, he took over the dance studio with his dominating presence and danced endlessly - the one activity he loved the most - as a way of imploring time to rush by.

His eagerness to return to you came in a wave of emotion that overflowed his lean body of taut muscles. Anyone that caught sight of him can sense his passion, at first they would deem it was only for dance but as they continue to watch, they would soon come to realise that his fervour burned deeper than that.

You were the source of his passion and had every right to be.

With your soothing, honey-sweet voice, your addictive, congenial scent, your lovingly soft caress, your wonderfully gorgeous mind, your captivating but gentle eyes, your silk locks, your velvet skin - your everything - he was completely enraptured by you, dangerously willing to do whatever you requested of him.

He's so lucky, so lucky, to have someone like you in his life.

When you call him your Sun, he'll call you his galaxy. ("Your stars are everywhere I look and shine a path of silver optimism when all I can see is darkness." he says). He'd love hearing your flustered giggle at his cheesy line and he'd keep saying it over and over just hear your golden tee-hee.

Honoured as much as he is to stand by his side, the relationship you grew from the planted love you had mutually found in one another blossomed beautifully every day.

Upon arriving home, Hoseok immediately received a loving kiss from routine, however, just like usual, it always ended far too quickly for him to even begin savouring your taste. He yearned desperately for your sweet lips but you were already pulling him further into your apartment where you helped him unwind from a long day of work.

"I'll give you a massage." you whispered into his ear after leaning up and placing an innocent peck on his cheek as your fingers momentarily pressed into his stiff shoulders.

When watching you walk off to prepare some tea, he began to think. There has never been a time where you complained about his long absences, and it's not as if he would ever return to an empty apartment because you were always waiting for him. A tour had taken the longest months to end but you were there to meet him at the airport when the clock struck 3 am.

In your eyes, he always saw a glow of care whenever the rare times of peace blessed him with the privilege to cuddle up to you. To him, it was your way of mentally capturing the moment. It was always so adorable to him when that cute smile appeared with the sparkling glow of your pupils.

What he loved the most was how caring you were. Due to his own insecurities, he has had many sleepless nights, despite his exhaustion from the day, waking in fear of you leaving him. Thankfully, you were always there when he woke up and comforted him with your sleep induced voice.

"You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I can fix it."

Explaining his frightful dream was always intimidating because his mind would replay the explicit images of your departing figure behind his blinking lids, it's like a broken projector in a cinema that kept rewinding over the ghastly scene of a horror movie. In the end, he'd only flush but sigh in relief at your reassurance.

"Don't be stupid." you reached out and tenderly caressed his cheek, "I'm not leaving you."

In the sun's time of darkness, he only had to open his eyes to the galaxy of stars surrounding him, their silver comfort healing his ailing conscience and brightening his diminishing glow.

Mutually, both the sun and stars shone harmoniously, battling the darkness around them.