Nobody is perfect.

We might heard that sentance often, i used to believe in that sentance too, but not for now, now i believe that perfection does exist

I open my eyes to the most beautiful scenery ever, a sleeping beauty right in front of me, smiling to his beautifil sleeping figure i find myself enjoying the view in front of me

His eyes are closed beautifully, the eyes that sometimes make him whine because its too small, the eyes that he spend minutes to apply an eyeliner on before we go out so it doesnt disappear when he smiles, i never really told him this but i love his eyes, i love the way his eyes is small but got so many bright light in it, a beautiful small eyes that i could stare for all day without being bored at all, i never told him this, but i love the way his eyes turn into a thin lines when he smiled or laugh, i never told him this but he got the most beautiful eye smiles that i have ever see in my whole life.

"Hyung your eyes is beautiful"

His cheeks, his chubby cheeks that he dislike the most about him, i do know how much effort he spend to make all of those baby fat on his cheeks go away, a cheeks that makes him hate to see his reflection on the mirror sometimes, I never really told him about how much i love his chubby cheeks, or how hard it is for me to hold the urge to pinch that cute cheeks whenever i see him, i chuckled  when i find my hand almost pinching the beautiful sleeping boys cheeks

"Hyung, your cheeks makes you look even cuter"

His lips, his perfect plum lips, one of the thing that he actually love about himself, i pull my hand in panic when i find my finger carressing his lips, scared that he will wake up, but fortunately, he is still sleeping soundly

"Hyung, you