I was sitting on the couch watching daraemon waiting for daesung to get home, I made popcorn but I ate half of it already, whOops, I guess he can have the other half, while yawning, the front door opened to reveal a tired and sleepy daesung, he's so cute when he's like that like alsjhdgakd, "hey jagi." He said while walking past me, I pouted and followed him and he went to the bedroom, he closed it right on my face, I was already getting a little teary, why was he acting like this..? That's weird, he usually acts kinda different than a rude ass, I knocked on the door but in return I hear silent snores, I sighed knowing he's gonna wake up in a million years, I started to walk away until the door opened and hands went around my waist pulling me in, I was under the covers with his head in the crook of my neck, "Daesungie-ah..." i said with a hum as a response, "are you mad at me or something?" i asked looking at the ceiling, "why do you think that?" he tilted his head, "well you kinda slamed the door on my fa-" i was cutted off by a warm and kind kiss, he continued to kiss all over my face, "y-yah daesungie!" i said in between giggles, he stopped, he puts his forehead on mine and stares me into my eyes, "im sorry jagiya, im was kinda mad comeing from practise today, mianhae..." he said lowering his gaze, " its okay daesungie every one makes mistakes" i kissed his forehead and we passed out in eachothers arms.
