Hair
It had been a rough day for you, a rough day that only got worse when you came home to your boyfriend just to see he'd cut the hair you'd come to love so much. How could he do that without telling you? Yes, he still looked flawless but playing with his hair would be so much more difficult for you now. The way he'd wear it in a bun while you baked together at christmas or the way you pulled out the elastic band to grip his hair while being intimate. Of course hwiyoung couldn't understand why it had upset you so much, it was his choice; right? He'd felt you'd been dramatic which lead to an argument, one that he'd stepped back from as aoon as you had began to cry at the tone he'd taken. As soon as Hwi had realised he'd raised his voice to you, he'd pulled you into a hug; pressing a kiss to the top of your head. Aftevee talking it out, you'd both gained an understanding of each other's positions. You'd loved his hair but if he was more comfortable this way for the summer, that was fine for you. You'd just have to adjust and work harder to grip his hair the way you had just yesterday. "I love you" Hwiyoung whispers, kissing your lips thoughtfully."I love you too"
