sigh,,,,, it’s been awhile huh? hopefully i haven’t gotten rusty and this little thing maybe makes people who have a rough time at work (aka me i wrote this for myself basically) feel a bit better about things !!
sometimes work can be very stressful and your boyfriend jongho would be more than aware of how much the day could get to you
especially when your boss is the kind of boss to hover around you whenever you’re working, or even when your boss gets mad at you for something you didn’t do
which seems like is how it goes every day at work and sometimes you’re perfectly capable of handling your boss and his comments and taking everything in stride
but sometimes you get so fed up that you feel like crying and walking out but you always push through it
at least until you get home and feel the warmth of the space and smell the scent of food jongho is cooking up and it’s the comfortable feeling of being home after such a bad day that you start to feel your eyes fill up with tears of stress and frustration
and you’re trying so hard to keep it together so as to not worry jongho that you don’t even hear his called out greeting, your lack of response concerning him as he walks to the front door to see you standing there with a frown and eyes all watery
he basically flings the spatula in his hands back into the kitchen to instead take you into his arms and comfort you because even though you haven’t said what’s wrong, he can guess that work was tough today
so he does what any good boyfriend would do and brings you to the couch, sits you down, and starts massaging you to relieve some of the tension he knows you carry in your neck and shoulders while whispering to you that it’s okay, you’re doing great, and that your boss is stupid for making you feel like that
you just sit there and nod your head because you know he’s right
slowly you start to feel your eyes stop tearing up and you just turn around to face jongho and even though the position is a little bit awkward, you just hug him and bury your face in his neck and tell him “thank you” as much as you can
because sometimes you just need some reassurance and he’s always there to give it to you
if you think he’s just going to let you go back to whatever you were doing oh boy are you mistaken because as soon as he finishes making your dinner and filling you up with whatever warm meal he made, he will be absolutely drawing you a bath with warm water and dim lighting and candles and getting out those essential oils that are supposed to help relieve stress (even though he’s not quite sure he believes that)
he even gets out your comfiest robe for you to slip into after relaxing in the tub until you’re all pruney
he knows that people playing with your hair is supposed to release endorphins so he lays you down in your bed, your head in his lap, his fingers just gently running through your hair and gently caressing your scalp
it’s like you didn’t even go to work that day, all the stress of your stupid boss and his stupid voice criticizing you happened in some alternate timeline
because all you can think of is the way jongho is so close to you and how his touches are filled with love and affection and how you’re more than lucky to have this perfect man in your life as a permanent fixture
and how you probably don’t vocalize it enough but you’re quickly falling asleep so with a quiet voice filled with adoration, you whisper that you love him
the last thing you see before your eyes slip shut in a peaceful slumber is the biggest, goofiest smile in the world on your boyfriend’s face
when you wake up, jongho has removed himself from under you, but now his body is wrapped around yours as the light from the morning sun filters in through the curtains
you’re not sure if it’s the duvet on top of you keeping you warm or if it’s the sunlight laying on your skin
but you do know that with jongho so sweetly laying next to you, it’s the warmth of your love for one another that keeps your heart warm and your soul happy
you can’t help yourself when you see him shift ever so slightly under the covers to reveal his face to the morning but to kiss him gently, leaving light pecks on his nose, his forehead, everywhere you can reach
until the eyelashes so delicately placed on his face flutter and you can see his irises peek out from behind his eyelids and he’s awake with you still leaning over him
he doesn’t mind at all being woken at this hour, all grumpiness he had in his body now fleeing as he sees your features greeting him
he pulls you down for a soft kiss, a real one, on the lips where he can feel your love for him lingering on his lips and being released into the air and you feel it too, the sweet taste of love and tenderness and endearment












