Yeong-gi got out of bed, his warm persimmon-colored hair sticking out everywhere.
"Mornin', weirdo." he yawned, putting a shirt on. He sat down on the dining table.
You set a steaming cup of cappuccino on the table, and ruffle his hair.
"Mornin', stalker." you reply, savoring your own cup of cappuccino.
Yeong-gi, eyes closed, takes his cup and draws it to his mouth. One millisecond later he spits his coffee out.
"H-Hot!" he exclaims, taking his tongue out and fanning it with one hand.
"Careful." you say, getting some ice in a glass. You hand it to him, and he happily places a cube in his mouth.
After cooling his burned tongue, Yeong-gi stands up and puts his arms around your waist.
"Thanksh." he says, nuzzling his face in your hair on the crook of your neck.
You hum to this sweet gesture, and kiss his hair. The morning goes on as usual, and you feel content sharing each and every morning with Yeong-gi.
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Fanfictionimagine yourself as shin-ae and delve into fantasies of the boys of "i love yoo", which is a webtoon by quimchee (go check it out!)