[ 10:28am ]
The morning sun shone through the window on the soft white sheets that you laid on, the duvet kicked off onto the floor somewhere long ago. Your legs were tangled with Seungwoo’s, and your head rested on his chest. His hand combed through your hair mindlessly; the quiet, intimate atmosphere being exactly what you both needed.
Neither you or Seungwoo had the motivation to get out of bed, despite the clock ticking later and later. You both needed just one morning to be lazy, and given the empty schedule for the day, what was stopping you two from just staying in bed together a little longer?
Because of Seungwoo’s tank top that he wore to sleep, the tattoos on his collarbones peeked out. The sun shone on them in a mesmerising way, catching your attention. You lifted your head up slightly so you could look at them a bit closer, a smile on your face.
You had admired them time and time again, but you still thought the placement of them was beautiful. You lightly traced each of the roman numerals that made up the birthdate tattoo on his left shoulder.
Seungwoo smiled, tucking your hair behind your ear as it had fallen in front of your face. “You’re back to tracing my tattoos.” He said fondly, and you realised it had been a while since you had last done this.
You had done it very often when you first started dating, becoming obsessed with them for the first time back then. As you had gotten busier, you didn’t have as much opportunity to look at them, let alone have the time to stare at them as you were doing now.
“They’re pretty…” You whispered, those 2 words were enough to explain why you liked tracing them so much. You looked back to Seungwoo’s face, “You’re pretty.” You said, smiling.
“I love you.” His hands went up to hold your neck gently, bringing your face down closer to his so he could connect your lips.
“I love you too… and your tattoos.”
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ victon taglist: @yeonjuns-bluehair
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: i am so whipped for this man it's just ksdjndkkdjk low-key died while writing this ngl
