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hongjoong couldn't stop thinking about you the whole day, especially since he didnt want to make you feel bad, and promised to come home earlier. he was completely distracted during his time at the studio, that he kept zoning out every minute, thinking about you.
when the time came when he thought he could finally get home and have you in his arms, he was asked to stay for a little longer at the studio.
well, not that you didnt understand that he was an idol, it was just that he barely got time to spend with you. and most importantly, he valued his work before himself, which was completely, messed up.
"baby.... im home" you heard a groggy voice call out to you. you quickly got up and ran to the front door, to face a completely worn out hongjoong.
you made your way up to him and took his coat and bags from him, tossing it (carefully) onto the nearby couch. he held his arms wide open, signaling you to give him a hug with a wide smile on his face. you walked up to him lazily and he finally had you in his arms.
you inhaled his sweet scent, which smelt like freshly brewed coffee. he pressed his lips against your forehead, causing you to let out a giggle. he traced your jawline with his finger, and tilted it, making you look at him. he inched closer to you, lips barely touching as he whispered,
"you're so precious, sweetheart"
he suddenly latched his lips upon yours, catching you off-guard for a second. his kisses were soft and gentle, while his hands played the hem of your shirt behind you.
the feeling of his lips gliding over yours, warm and chapped, but oh, so soft, and the small sounds of enjoyment he makes as you kiss him back make your heart pulse in your chest. his tongue slips into your mouth and he deepens the moment, your heart beating furiously in your chest as you kiss him.
"you're so pretty baby" he mumble between kisses as he pulled you to the couch, plopping himself down on it and signaling you to sit on his lap. without hesitation, you swung your feet around his waist. you placed your hands around his neck and played with the nape of his hair.
he pressed his forehead against yours and whispered, "you know i couldn't stop thinking about you at the studio"
you let out a giggle as you said "really?"
he chuckled and his hands that rested on your hips started roaming all over your body, pulling you in, for a kiss. he left little pecks around your lips, lazily coming to your lips. he started mumbling things like 'sweetheart' and 'princess, you're so beautiful'.
he starting leaving soft, lazy kisses down your neck, while your hands threaded its way to him luscious -blue locks. he looked up at you, smiling and then tucking a piece of a loose strand of hair behind your ears.
"baby, i love you so much" he said, then covering your face with kisses, only to hear your giggles.
