The sound of cicadas rattling and grasshoppers chirping mingled as they stream from Hyunjin's window, a blanket over his body while he lied on your lap with you scrolling through social media, humming a distant tune.
He takes this opportunity to analyze your face, illuminated by the soft light of the lamp beside you and slightly dishevelled by the tickle fight you had moments prior to this; being here with you feels like watching sunkissed skies, he thinks, the comfort of warm cocoa on a chilly day and the waves of joy in eating childhood delicacies—being with you feels like home. "Sing for me."
You snort, "Why would you want to torture yourself?"
"Yah, stop being so self-deprecating," Hyunjin pouts, "your voice isn't even that bad, it's actually nice to listen to; even if you don't believe it."
You pause momentarily to look at him, and he turns from his spot so that he's lying on his stomach, perching his chin on your thigh to gaze at you. "Please? C'mon, Y/N, it's my birthday today. Do it just this once. For me?"
He counts five seconds before you sigh in resignation, and he grins in triumph as he settles back to his original position, with you putting your phone down and carding your fingers through his hair gently, almost subconciously, and he recognizes Blackbird by The Beatles from the first few verses you sing.
He nearly falls asleep to your soft, quiet rendition of the song—although you both have spent many precious and wild moments together, this one he keeps just a little bit closer to his heart.
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