Chansung found the crease between your brows and the downturned corners of your lips charming. Other commitments were pulling your attention away, but he was content to sit quietly next to you until your thoughts would find their way back to him. When things seemed to be spiraling out of control for you, he was there, your ever steady rock. He slipped away for a moment and returned to set a steaming cup of tea in front of you. He settled himself back down onto the couch and fell back into the pages of his book.

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He watched you quietly as you tossed another scrapped idea into the trash. He knew you were stressed, but he could not tear his eyes from the concentrated crease between your brows, the slight scrunch of your nose, the way your teeth caught the pink flesh of your bottom lip. In that moment he wanted nothing more than to be next to you. He pulled you away, not answering the question in your eyes, and led you to the bed. He just needed one moment with you in his arms.