♡ 19:06 ♡ your phone buzzed with a notification. you went to check it to see that jisung had left you a message. “i’m outside, can you let me in?” you practically ran to the door to open it up for him.
“what’s up?” you asked casually. "can you play with my hair?" he softly asked. “why?” you giggled. “i had a really stressful day...and last time you did it i felt at ease...so could you do it, please?”
"you're cute, you know that?" you rhetorically asked as you grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. “i’m not cute,” he mumbled as he sat on the floor in front of the couch with his head leaning on the cushion, waiting for you to play with his hair.
—for anon ♡












