In the darkness your cuddles feel like a little touch of heaven, warm, together, cozy. You wish you could extend the night just so you could stay close to Namjoon for longer, safe in his embrace. His arms wrapped right around you bring a peace you've never known before, a calming of the storms in your heart. You think it's Namjoon that gives you hope for the future. In his embrace you start to believe that there is nothing out there to fear, that all there is is sunshine, beautiful trees and kind people - friends to be. But then he leaves, often before the sun is fully risen in the sky and you must stand alone again, be your own person. His cuddles are the only medicine you need, they are the light in the darkness, a lone star in an otherwise empty sky.
Here the two of you was again, cuddling up on your sofa at your apartment. You knew he had at leave soon. You knew it was almost 10pm, the time he had to leave, but you couldn't bring yourself to look at the clock. You knew disappointment would cover you like a mask and you didn't want to be disappointed when you were with you boyfriend. So you snuggled into him more, you looked at his face that was focused on the movie that was playing in front the both of you.
No one feature makes namjoon so handsome, though his eyes come close and of corse his dimples. People often speak of the colour of eyes, as if that were of importance, yet his would be beautiful in any shade. From them comes an intensity, an honesty, a gentleness. Perhaps this is what is meant by a gentleman, not one of weakness or trite politeness, but one of great spirit and noble ways. What he is, what is beautiful about him, comes from deep within; it makes you want to feel his lips brush against yours, how his hands follow the curves of your body.
You snapped out of your thoughts and saw namjoon smile at you, his dimples showing how cute he could be. Then he moved you off of him slowly, you knew that he was about to leave so you pulled him back.
"stay please."
He softly smiled, "you know I want to baby."
You sighed, "I know. But I miss you when you're gone."
You pouted still sat in the couch, namjoon getting his car keys out of his jacket that he was now wearing.
"Don't worry you'll see me tomorrow." Namjoon said placing a soft kiss on your forehead before waving goodbye.
You reluctantly gave him a small wave, miserable that Namjoon had left you once again.
He smiled to you then shut the door, heading to his car. Although he had to leave that didn't mean he wanted to leave. He missed you more than your could imagine. But his job is important, you know that.
