𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙨 ⏤𝕓𝕥𝕤

j.hs | heaven

Pairing: j.hoseok x f.reader

Genre: fluff

Length: o.6k

Drabble Prompt:

● "Why do you only kiss me when I'm sleeping?"

● "Can I do your hair?"

● "Stop it, it tickles"

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Do you ever just look at someone and think 'I'm so lucky to have them by my side...', well that's exactly how I feel about her. 

(Y/N) (L/N). 

She is my everything: my sun, my moon, my sea, my sky, my laughter and my tears. Everything about her is all that I will ever want - all that I will ever need - beside me. Whenever I look into her eyes, there's always something there and I never know what, but I'm always glad that it hasn't faded, not one bit in the years that we've been together, in fact, it's only become all the more evident with every passing day. 

In our hollow apartment, she brings light to my world the way water brings life and I find myself having very limited dismal days but still appreciative of them because, without them, how can I ever fully appreciate the brighter ones?

"Why do you only kiss me when I'm sleeping?" I had woken up in the best way possible - with a kiss - and despite my complaint, I was smiling. 

"I thought you loved it when I kissed you awake." she pouted adorably as I suppressed the urge to fawn over her but also awe at how attentive she was to everything that I had ever said. 

"Aha! That's very true." kissing her temple, I bring her into a consuming hug, "I love you." giggling like petite bells, she hugs me back with her small arms and mumbles something into my chest, "What was that?" I pull away to hear her whilst she moves her chin up to look at me. 

"I said!" she huffs in fake annoyance before puffing out her cheeks and puckering her lips to make a cute face, "I love you too."

Unable to resist, like all other previous and, definitely, future times, I lean down and give her another kiss that we both smile into.

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"Can I do your hair?" I ask as we were spending the night together, enjoying a movie that the both of us enjoyed. It would have been an odd request for most people but for the two of us, it was normal as it would almost always happen when we were watching a movie together, at home. I like to run my fingers through her silky locks as I experimented with braiding her free-flowing ocean of hair and I found that it was very therapeutic. 

"Sure!" moving to nestle herself comfortably in between my outstretched legs, she leans her back into my chest and engulfs me with her scent, whilst simultaneously consenting my access to her feather strands. 

I would normally ignore the movie and fiddle with her hair for the rest of its duration, however, this time, her scent was too enticing for me to simply ignore and I soon found myself abandoning the task in exchange for burrowing my nose into her neck and inhaling her addictive fragrance. Was that cinnamon? No...vanilla...maybe even green apples. 

"What are you doing?" she stops all movement, her hand resting in the bowl of popcorn to draw all focus to me. 

"Nothing...keep watching the movie." I hummed tightening my hold around her waist, continuing to breathe in her natural perfume. 

What was it? What is this smell? Her fragrance is something I can't put my finger on...what does my angel smell of?

"Stop it, it tickles!" she squeals, leading me to laugh into the juncture of her neck and shoulder before I dug my wiggling fingers into her sensitive sides. 

"Tickling? This is tickling!" with a shriek we were then entangled in one another, on the floor with popcorn everywhere. The only thing I could hear was her bell-like laughter, the only thing I could feel was her supple skin and the only thing I could smell was her, her holy aroma of...heaven.