Cuddling with his boyfriend right before they went to sleep was arguably Changmin’s favourite thing to do. Just Ryeowook drawing random patterns on his chest in a lazy motion, with Changmin also drawing shapes on Ryeowook’s back. This was the life. No stress, no worries, just Ryeowook and him together.

“I love you Changmin.” Ryeowook whispered, and Changmin cherished those words. They filled him up with a strong, passionate, emotion that overtook him, stopping his random drawings on Ryeowook’s back he pulled Ryeowook closer to him and began to kiss him.

It wasn’t a deep kiss, nor a peck, just a lazy kiss. Kissing Ryeowook made Changmin feel like he was on top of the world. There was nothing that he wouldn’t trade for it. Ryeowook was the one who broke the kiss with a yawn, and Changmin chuckled.

“Go to sleep Ryeowookie.” Changmin said softly, tugging Ryeowook as close as possible to him. Ryeowook made a noise of agreement, and let out a sigh.

“I love you more, Ryeowook…” Changmin said with a smile on his face. Lazly he pulled the covers over the both of them and shut his eyes.