jihoon wakes up before you, sunlight streaming through the window and washing the room with a pale yellow glow. you're still asleep, head on his chest with your legs intertwined. he used to want his space before he'd met you, he thought as he traced your features lightly so as to not wake you, but now he'd give anything to press kisses onto your forehead every morning and wake you up with a gentle caress of your cheek. it's perfect like this; morning showers, feathery touches, and soft praise
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WHY AM I GETTING ATTACKED LIKE THIS??????????? RI THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL I WANT TO CRY WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME ngl i teared up
and he tells you all of this. he’s not usually good with words, but there’s something about the half-asleep state he’s still in when you wake up, the warmth of your breath as you curl up closer to him and breathe against his neck. all of jihoon’s walls are down, and he whispers how beautiful you are, how much he looks forward to these types of mornings. he apologizes for the days he’s lacking, even when you shush him, he continues. he traces his fingers up and down your spine as he reminds you that you’re one of the most important people in his life–that very little could even have a hope of holding a candle to the happiness you bring him. he reminds you sleepily that you’re the one for him, and that he hopes this is forever.