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Yoosung ~late nights~

Yoosung was sitting in front of his PC. His fingers darted around the keyboard as he made an attempt to beat his online opponents. The young man spent most of his nights like this. Even after achieving his ultimate goal, getting a girlfriend. He found comfort in the virtual world. He could control the things that happened there while getting a mix of both the expected and the unexpected. While some discouraged this hobby of his, his girlfriend gave him all the support he needed. Yoosung would never upset the girl and the feeling was mutual. She knew that gaming was something the blonde enjoyed and therefore had no intention on taking that away. As the night grew deeper so did the boy's eyes. The time passing increased the size of the bags perched beneath his optics. However, despite his body wanting to rest, his mind continued on.

That was until he heard an angelic voice behind him. "Get some rest, Yoosung. It's late," she pleaded. Yoosung spun his chair around to face her, looking her in the eye. She was so perfect to him. He couldn't believe that she managed to make him feel the same way every time he looked at her. "I will in a moment, MC. Just let me finish this game real quick?" The girl nodded, leaning down to lightly kiss his cheek. The blonde couldn't help but blush. The tingling feeling left behind from where her lips had been was overwhelming at the time. He wished that she had kissed him longer but understood that, like himself, the girl needed rest. Once he completed his task he shut down his monitor with a satisfying click. The soft buzz silenced and the room felt empty in the darkness. Yoosung shuffled lightly towards the bed that lay in the centre of the room, careful not to fall on any exposed wires or discarded clothes. The carpet felt rough on his bare feet and made a light scratching. Though, luckily, he was able to keep his footsteps quiet as he clambered into the bed. Once he was lying down he could make out the face of his girlfriend faintly in the blackness of the room. She leant over, using her hand to lightly caress his cheek. It was soft and smooth and pleasant to the touch. The couple enjoyed their shared moments like this. They didn't need large gestures to show their love for one another. Simply being in the other's company was more than enough for two of them. Yoosung returned the gesture as he gently played with her hair. "Yoosung," she called. Her voice barely whispered. He looked her in the eye. "I love you," she mumbled. A smile pulled on his lips as he lightly kissed her forehead. "I love you more."