late night car rides with wooyoung.
him with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on your own hand or lap. (but he doesn't know he's holding your heart too). it's one of the rare moments he doesn't feel the incessant need to fill the silence with words or noise since he's just so tired and focused on staying awake to drive safely. he has a small pout on his lips and every once in awhile they move along in tandem to the faint stream of music from your playlist. the passing streetlights cast a dim yellow glow onto his face which make him look just a little more handsome than usual. his hair is soft and falls into his eyes but he doesn't attempt to push it back.
you alternate between looking at him and at the trees flying past outside. he glances at you every once in awhile to check on you, surprised when he sees your eyes already on him.
"why are you looking at me like that?" his voice is hushed, contrasting his usual self.
"just because." you answer, before looking out the window with a small smile.
and it's times like this that make both you and wooyoung wish that time could stop forever.
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