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

Love Me More

"Honey~ Where are we going?!" You tried to persuade your husband to reveal his plans for that night for the billionth time without any success. Curse him and his determination to surprise you.

He just squeezed your hand and flashed a teasing smile at you, "You have to wait~ We're almost there, Jagiya."

When he had suggested doing something special for the New Year, you had just been expecting for him to maybe book a nice restaurant and then take a walk together, keeping an eye out for fireworks from nearby festivals.

Instead he had bundled you into the car - blindfolded you - and driven you to what seem like the middle of nowhere after he had finally given you back your sight.

Currently you were both working your way up a hill, which presumably led to Yoosung's planned destination for your special New Year.

What was the time? It had been quite late already when you had left, and it felt like hours since then. Time felt jumbled when you thought back to that car ride.

"Honey~" You tugged on his hand impatiently.

"Here we are!" Yoosung declared, gesturing to the scene in front you before switching his gaze to you, eyes intent on your reaction.

Blinking, you took in the scene.

The hill that you now stood on top of, was a lookout point of some kind - a bench had been settled in a spot perfect for gazing out at the view... the beautiful, wonderful view.

City lights glowed in the distance, twinkling and blinking; each contributing to the streetlight haze that loomed above like an iridescent miasma. How could it be so quiet here when you could see the glitter of fireworks lighting up the air in the distance?

And directly above you, so clear that it felt as though you were looking into another world, the sky observed it's two visitors. Although it was winter, the warmness you felt in your heart completely distracted from the winter chill in the air.

Or maybe not...

As you shivered, Yoosung frowned and put his arm around you, slowing walking you towards the bench, which, you noticed, had been spread with a very familiar looking blanket.

"Is this where you came when you said you would be coming home late from the clinic?" You asked, eyebrow raised.

He grinned sheepishly, "I wanted everything to be perfect!"

You sat down with him, and offered him the blanket, but he shook his head.

"You just stay warm, love."

Before you could protest, and point out all the other times you had huddled together under the same blanket without any problems, he began to rummage through something on his side of the bench, finally procuring a matchbox and sparklers.

Immediately your eyes lit up, "Can we?"

You loved to draw patterns in the sky with him every year - it was a New Year tradition for the two of you; usually you would write each other's name and challenge each other to spinning them around.

He laughed, his eyes fond, "Of course - here."

He deftly lit one of the sparklers and held it out to you - which you accepted happily after wriggling out of your blanket cocoon.

The familiar crackling brought a smile to your face, and you focused on writing in the sky.

H-A-P-P-Y N-E-W Y-E-A-R-!

With his own sparkler in hand, Yoosung joined you.

I L-O-V-E Y-O-U M-C ♥︎

As the writing faded away, you felt his hand slip into yours. A blush crept onto your face and you hoped it was too dark for him to notice. You'd been married for a while now - why were you so flustered!?

L-O-V-E-L-Y Y-O-O-S-U-N-G★

He coughed shyly, and your smile grew wider. Being bashful at times like this was kinda nice. It reminded of those first dates... first hugs... first kiss...

Discarding your first sparklers, Yoosung went to grab you another one but you held onto his elbow, and he turned around to regard you quizzically.

Under the moonlight you could see the puffs of air from his mouth and you found yourself leaning forward. Then the puffs of air stopped as his breath hitched.

"H-honey?" He asked tentatively, "Are you okay?"

You smiled, "I'm perfect."

You weren't sure who sealed the gap between you, but you loved the moment that followed. His lips chilled yours as he gently tilted your head, his fingers careful and loving on your skin.

You buried one hand into his golden locks, humming contentedly against his mouth as his other hand found your hip and pulled you closer.

When you finally pulled away, you locked eyes... and the moment of silence soon turned to laughter, lost in the moment until—

"Oh - the time!" Yoosung quickly brought his phone out to check the time.

12:01.

"We missed it," he sounded so disappointed, and then turned to you with a childish pout on his face, "It's all your fault, Jagiya~" he whined.

"If you weren't so adorable then we wouldn't have gotten... carried away."

You lightly smacked his arm, "I do apologise for finding you attractive."

He perked up immediately, "You do? Really? Really, really?"

Now it was your turn to pout, "Now you're just teasing me..."

He giggled, "Honey~ I would never~~! Although if I'm attractive, and you're absolutely stunning, then do you know what that means?"

You shook your head.

"Our child is going to be beautiful too~" He laughed, grabbing your hands to pull you into a playful twirl, "I hope they're more beautiful than Zen so that he stops spamming the chat room with selfies."

You stuck out your tongue, "It isn't that bad. You're just jealous~~"

He stopped dancing and pulled you into a hug, resting his face in the crook of your neck, "That's right," he murmured against your skin, "I'm jealous. Even when we've been together so long, I can't help it. But—- I have another year with you, and I'm going to make you fall in love with me even more."

You blushed at the declaration, and ran your fingers through his silky hair.

"Happy New Year, honey~" you cooed.

"I love you."