[1:23] skin, heat.
you and chanhyuk sat hand in hand in a cozy cafe. it was late, a light snow just barely dusting the outside in white. the room was dimly lit by a small fireplace set in the corner.
when you were with chan, you noticed all the little things about him that made your heart flutter. his big smile, the perfect curve of his nose. the way no one could make you smile like he could, the way he made you feel like if the whole world had disappeared and only left the two of you, you’d be just fine. the way he made you feel safe—safe from the world. you used to be so scared of everything, scared of yourself, scared of your mind and the places it often took you. numb. when you met chan it was like all of that washed away, like the water to a tide, loving away the fear. he took you as you were and he never tried to “fix you”. he just always did his best to be there, even when you became a little much; that was all you needed from him. you loved the way you knew that you and chan were meant to be, as if you had been intertwined by some higher beings of the universe.
intertwined, just like your fingers and legs and hearts as you sat in that dimly lit cafe.