Little Things He Loves | Lee Heeseung

Little Things He Loves | Lee Heeseung

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A Lee Heeseung x OC love story "So... does Kuromi approve of me yet?" he asked with that lazy grin. "She's still thinking about it,"* she mumbled, hiding her face behind the plushie. *"Then I guess I'll just have to convince her too." --- Sim Jaein - a quiet, brilliant art student who talks to her plushies more than people. Lee Heeseung - the golden senior who seems good at everything, except ignoring her. He teases. She blushes. He listens to her nonsense like it's poetry. But when new faces, old secrets, and tangled emotions begin to blur their world, Jaein starts to wonder is love really as soft as her Kuromi, or as sharp as the silence between them? ✨ *A story about art, music, first love, and the little things that make us human.*
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Mingyu's breath brushes against Seungcheol's cheeks, a soft whisper in the cool air. "No way," he murmurs, his eyes alight with an intensity that makes Seungcheol's heart race. "Holy shit, I love you." Time seems to freeze for Seungcheol as he instinctively pulls back, a rush of uncertainty flooding him. "You don't know me," he replies, his voice trembling slightly. He avoids Mingyu's gaze, focusing on anything but those earnest eyes. "I'm very unlovable." The words tumble out, laced with a hollow laugh that feels more like a shield than a joke. But Mingyu doesn't share his amusement. He blinks slowly, his gaze unwavering, wide, and innocent like a sleepy owl peering from the pages of a storybook. It's captivating, and Seungcheol feels the warmth of that stare even as he looks away, trying to shield himself from the truth in Mingyu's eyes. "No, I'm an excellent judge of character," Mingyu insists, his voice steady. "I love you." The declaration hangs in the air, a sweet echo that pulls at Seungcheol's heart. OR A mincheol fic where their love story begins in the fall when the world outside is shedding its vibrant hues leaves drifting down like forgotten dreams. In this fragile season, they discover a love that blooms slowly, sweetly-sticky like warmed honey, rich and comforting, defying the chill around them.

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