[insert author’s note here] aka i have nothing to say but i hope this is an enjoyable read c:
eye contact is always pretty awkward, especially when all you want to do is look away
because you can feel your face heating up and your heartbeat beginning to race but you think that you have to get used to it since choi san is your boyfriend
and he loves the eye contact he shares with you
you just don’t quite get it
but when he takes your face in his hands and maneuvers your head to level your eyes with his, you don’t really have much of a choice
he’ll stop if you tell him to but you never do, even though you feel your palms get kind of sweaty and your breath hitches in your throat
none of that really gets even close to the love you see in his eyes, radiating outward to the rest of his face, his smile shining bright
you can’t help but think you must look similarly
happy to show your adoration through a means you normally don’t like
these moments are not uncommon, but they are intimate and you share them usually under the covers of your shared bed
with light filtering through the curtains on your window and casting a soft warmth into your bones
you know that you have to get up but the gentle pull you feel from san’s gaze begs you not to go
and you consider it long and hard but instead decide to depart, pulling away from your boyfriend with a kiss on his head as a small parting gift
but decide that you’ll make him some breakfast to make up for it
when you begin frying the eggs, you hear footsteps from the hallway, and hear a yawn so you turn
and see your sleepy sannie standing in the entrance to the kitchen, watching you cook with a fond expression on his face and a tired smile showing you appreciation
even if you did have to leave him for this to happen and after you turn back to the pan to make sure the eggs aren’t sticking to it, you feel his arms snake around your midsection and his face making its home in the crook of your neck
even though it tickled a little, you contained yourself and just shook your head with a small smile on your face
telling san that he just pulled a rather cliche move but he doesn’t even care
just telling you that he thinks it would be okay for the two of you to have a cliche love
you can’t quite bring yourself to disagree, not with the way he’s planting gentle kisses of affection on your cheeks and nose
by the time the both of you have finished breakfast, he’s basically dragging you by the arm outside, to see the fallen leaves on the ground
it’s definitely not so he can pull you into his side with the excuse that it’s cold out, so you have to share body heat
you don’t even know where you’re walking until you get there, san leading you to the door of a small florist shop you probably had seen hundreds of times but never went into
and he lets you in first, the chill of the outside air slowly being replaced by the warmth of the shop and the scent of flowers wafting around you
san calls out a gentle greeting to the shop owner, saying that he was there to pick up his order and the shopkeeper makes a noise of recognition, disappearing to the back presumably to get the order
you turn to your boyfriend with confusion written on your face and he just smiles, his dimples popping out, making you smile in return
before he can open his mouth to tell you what the occasion is, the shopkeeper comes back with a vase of flowers, arranged in just the most beautiful manner
and san takes them from the shopkeeper, turning to you and holding them out to you and you think you’re going to cry because they’re for you?????
to make matters worse, san is doing the eye contact thing again
it’s like you’re twelve, butterflies in your stomach because your crush looked at you
but san isn’t your crush, he’s the love of your life
he doesn’t have to say anything for you to know that you’re the love of his life since it’s all on display in his face, his eyes, the way they’re so wide,
looking at you filled with every emotion linked to love, adoration, affection, enchantment, infatuation, everything in the dictionary
you just know that you’re returning his feelings tenfold, the way you can feel your heartbeat in your chest and the slight tremor in your hands
giving it away that you’re hopeless, even if it is a bit cliche to love him like that









