★Please... cherish me★ | Yoosung x Reader

Sky Miracle

"Yoosung!"

"Mmmmm..." Your boyfriend mumbled, hiding under the duvet.

Oh no you don't! You kneeled down by the side of the bed, cheeks still flushed from the cold outside, and stuck your hands inside his warm cocoon of blankets. His reaction was instantaneous as your fingers tickled his exposed stomach.

"Gah~! St-op! Stop! C-cold!" He tried to wriggle over to his other side but you peeled away his blankets and let your palms warm against his silky skin, an evil giggle escaping your lips.

"Yoosung~" You tried again, but his head was still turned away from you, "Come on my darling boyfriend~ It's a snow day~!"

"But it's cold!" He whined, trying his best to curl up and preserve the last of his body heat, all while you still tickled his stomach.

"That does tend to be the bare minimum requirement for a snow day, yes." "I was so warm..." as if to prove his point he shivered, the only thing he was wearing was a pair of sweatpants. Even during cold nights he always insisted that nothing could warm him up better than falling asleep while you were snuggled up against him; a line he had spouted indignantly, before hiding his face in his hands while you laughed, half-embarrassed yourself.

"The key word being 'was'. So you've got nothing to lose if we go outside, do you?" You put your hands together, begging him.

"Pleeeeease~? The snow is so pretty!" Yoosung finally got up to face you, his violet eyes marred slightly with his drowsiness, but watching you nonetheless. You'd been hoping for at least one decent snow day and you'd been blessed this morning; the entire street was completely veiled in snow. You wanted to have a chance to walk through it while it was still crisp and untouched before the city woke up and it all turned to slush.

"You can come back in and warm up whenever you want!" You pointed out, "But there might never be another chance to walk in the snow until next winter. So. Pleeeease! Yoosungie~And then afterwards we can take a hot shower together and snuggle up on the sofa with snacks and a movie!"

His eyes brightened but you weren't sure whether it was at the promise of a shower or more cuddling. Rubbing his eyes, he yawned, "Fine," you squealed happily but he held up his finger, "But, you have to promise me you'll dress warmly. I don't want you to get sick."

"ThankyouthankIloveyousomuch!" Pecking his lips, you bounded away and quickly got dressed - jeans, thermal, and fur-lined boots. You searched high and low for your jacket, but it had completely vanished.

"Have you seen my jacket?" You asked over your shoulder, "It isn't where I left it." "I tried to dry it out - it rained when we went for a walk, remember? Check the bathroom." Lo and behold, your jacket was hanging up exactly where he said - still damp from the night before. The idea of putting it on like that made you shudder, but you didn't know what else you could do.

"Did you find it?" Yoosung popped his head in, groaning in disappointment as he saw the half-dry garment.

"I can still wear it," you said quickly, not wanting him to change his mind about venturing outside.

He stared at you, eyes widening in horror, "No way, MC! You'll definitely get sick if you wear that outside. Here," he grabbed your hand and guided you back to his drawers. Rummaging around he finally found what he was looking for - his favourite hoodie.

"Put this on," he instructed. But when you reached for it, his eyes fell on your bare hands, "You don't have any gloves?" He prompted, not waiting for your answer and going back to digging up his clothes.

The hoodie you slipped over your head was fluffy and warm, oversized just enough so that the sleeves fell past your fingers. You inhaled the mixed scent, the smell of Yoosung and jasmine laundry detergent relaxing you. "I don't think I need gloves," you told him, eager to get outside, "Honestly, I'll be fine. The cold never bothered me anyway."

Yoosung groaned, but pulled something else out of the drawers and turned back to you, kissing each hand before slipping a glove over your icy skin: "Well...*peck* Miss Elsa *peck*," his smile warmed you up, and his lips brushed your forehead before he pulled a beanie over your bedhead, "It is my duty to protect you, so we can't leave until I'm sure you won't get hypothermia."

Kissing your nose while you still grumbled, he brought his own jacket around your shoulders.

"All done," he announced, "So shall we go my snow angel?"

You regarded him suspiciously - he only wore a hoodie with his jeans.

"And where's your jacket exactly, Mr Kim? I thought you hated the cold."

"Relax~" He pulled you towards him, hugging you tightly, "If I get cold then I'll just hug you lots like this and we can share body heat - like penguins!"

Laughing, you dragged him towards the door, "Snow time~!"

As expected, the street outside Yoosung's apartment was pristine. You took your first few steps, snow crunching under your boots; sighing blissfully. The air chilled your face, and you shut your eyes as you embraced the snow paradise you were in. It was quiet for the most part, birds singing amongst themselves. Something entwined with your gloved fingers, and you squeezed back.

Yoosung's breath hitched, "H-hey, MC. Look at the sky." Peering up, you let out a gasp of delight. Above your heads, crowning the sky, was a rainbow, the halo vivid and proud.

"I didn't know rainbows could happen in the snow," you said, shuffling closer to your boyfriend who slipped his hand out of yours, choosing to wrap his arm around your waist instead.

"It's super rare," he murmured, breath tickling your ear, "Like a miracle."

You stood there together watching the sky until more people began to emerge from their homes; kids yelling happily as they discovered the surprise waiting for them outside. By the time the roads had become busy, the sky halo had vanished, a secret for the two of you.

Yoosung leaned over, pecking your cheek, his expression mischievous, "Does this mean we can have a shower now?" He was so keen that you blushed, and he stammered his explanation, "I-I didn't m-mean... It's j-just you promised... and... and..."

"It's cold?" You finished for him, raising an eyebrow and he nodded, latching on to your words, "Y-yeah! And," he lowered his voice so passers-by wouldn't hear, "...I want to cuddle..."

Overloading on cuteness: please reboot. It wasn't fair! Why~ How~ The chill of the air had evaporated; your cheeks burning from his confession, while your heart had melted long ago.

Casting one last gaze at the morning sky, you skipped alongside your lovely boyfriend, back to the apartment where a day of snuggles and pampering awaited you.