“Rise and shine!” 

You stir in your sleep as you hear a voice too familiar ring across the room, please please let this be a dream.

“Oh my, it’s a perfect day-”

“To jump off a cliff.” You mumbled in what was left of your sleep, rolling to bury your face into the comfort of your pillow as Seunghoon pushes the curtains open.

“Geez… we’ve got a serious case of rude-”

“Hoon… it’s a saturday.” You whine, pulling the covers over your head as you feel the sunlight rushing in.

“Saturday, monday, thursday, I see no difference!” Right, coming from a boy who works 24/7. When Seunghoon finally finds the time to spend with you, he was sure to waste none of it. You feel his weight at your side of the bed as he slides his arms under the covers, wrapping them around your knees. Lee Seunghoon, don’t you ing dare. Sure enough, he starts to pull you and before you could actually fall off, you sit up, hands through your hair,

“I’m going to kill you, Seunghoon-ah.” You muttered under your breath, knowing that he was satisfied as you hear him let out that laugh of his you can only stay mad for so long at. 

“That’s what you always say, but here I am.” He chuckles as he shifts towards you, brushing your hair to the side. Seunghoon knows that you’ve been working late nights, seeing your slightly puffed face and tired eyes but then again there is nothing more he looks forward to. “Besides, you promised me.”

You squint at him, adjusting to the sunlight streaming at your direction. He looks at you as he tilts his head down, pursing his lips and you know he’s sulking at something you must have forgotten. Still slightly irritated at him, you stood up and shuffled towards the kitchen.

“You have a memory of a goldfish, I’m not even joking!” He groans in frustration, raking his hands through his hair. He chases you out and grabs you by the shoulders. “Or are you just pretending that you forgot?” He spins you around to face him, his eyes squinting at you.

“I don’t know what you’re on about.” Brushing off his hands, you turn around trying to fight a smile. In fact, you knew perfectly what it was, you were just amused at how curious he is and to be quite frank it’s adorable. You barely took a few steps when you stumbled backwards as he pulls you by the hood of your sweater, pulling it over your head.

“Ya! I don’t have time for this!” You protest as he lifts you up swiftly, his height overpowering yours. Seunghoon took a few strides towards the sofa where he sat you down gently. He kneels down, his arms locked on either sides of your hips, caging you into his hold.

“Please? You’re killing me here.” You laughed quietly, amazed at how serious he was, which was… rather unusual. His eyes searched yours, a small smile formed on his lips. Even after being with him for so long, being this close to him does all sorts of things to your senses. Seunghoon brushed his thumb against the skin of your hip unknowingly, and you feel your skin buzz in response. How can I resist this human being?

“What is it that’s so damn important?” You chuckled softly, fazed at his behaviour.

“You- and your alien speech. That’s what.” He frowned as he pouts at you. You couldn’t help but smile ear to ear seeing him this way, Seunghoon was determined to get a hold of every piece of you and it annoys him that this was something he could never figure out still. A few days ago your phone had proceeded to dial your boyfriends’ number accidentally without you realizing. You were out with a friend who just happened to be visiting Seoul and she had flown in from overseas. And surely, Seunghoon had answered your call whilst the two of you were immersed in a conversation.

“Despite the fact that I want to pull out my hair sometimes, he drives me crazy. You know the good kind of crazy.” Your laughter was the only thing he understood be it in korean or another language, and it was something he needed to hear in the midst of his hectic day.

“Look at you. It’s been a while since I saw you this happy.” He hears a voice he’s never come across.

“He does, I know it’s cheesy but Seunghoon he’s… something else.” He had no idea what was going on, but he had to stay on line at the mention of his name.

“Keep denying it but you were so talking about me!” He exclaimed, you couldn’t help but peck his forehead a kiss. “Don’t try to change the topic.” He pokes your forehead away, his eyebrows furrowed.

“You are so cute you know that.” You let out a smile as you pinched his cheeks.

“No.” He nudges his face away, you chuckled at his persistence.

“Alright! You win.” You gave into his efforts, smiling as you wrap your arms around his neck. “Don’t worry I kept it PG-13.” You breathed, forcing down a laugh.

“You wouldn’t.” He pulls away to face you, his eyes horrified. You snort at his reaction, laughing into his neck.

“I wouldn’t, you idiot!” He looks at you, totally unimpressed. “You’re really curious aren’t you?”

“God bless. I thought you would never guess.” He rolled his eyes, sighing into your lap. The language barrier that you had with Seunghoon was actually something that sparked your relationship. To this day, you still thank him for being so oblivious that very day the two of you first met.

“No- oh my lord, I told you to not stare!” He whispered, or at least tried, to someone he had called Minho a while ago. The two were messing about as they got off stage after their performance.

“Hyung, she’s alone, just go there and say hi. I promise you won’t die.” Minho whispered, barely discreet as he looked away quickly when he saw you staring back. You turned around, hiding a smile for the fact that you understood them perfectly well.

“I’ll die from embarrassment that’s what- she looked at you didn’t she- you pabo-”  

“I just told her your name that’s all.” You breathed, his ears.

“I didn’t know my name was that long.” He had his head on your lap, convinced that there was more to the ten minute eavesdropping session he had before his phone died.

“And that you make me happy… so much that it scares me.” He looks up at you then, your voice quiet.

“Is this the, so happy that something bad’s going to happen and take it all away bull? Don’t believe in that crap.” He holds your chin with his thumb. You looked at him, and even with his assurance you couldn’t help but feel that way. “You’ve got to have the bad moments to appreciate the good ones-” His voice quiet and honest, a contrast to how he was a few minutes earlier. “They’re bound to happen, no matter how good… or bad they may be.” It was difficult to imagine Seunghoon be this still when all he seems to do is be anything but. “It shouldn’t stop you from enjoying it to the fullest. Out of all people, you deserve all there is and you know what scares me?” You feel his gaze burn locking his eyes to yours. “That I can’t be the one to give all that to you.”

His words had caught you off guard and you weren’t sure how to respond. You let out a small smile and pulled him into an embrace. “Who knew you could be this serious?” You laughed quietly, breathing in his presence and at that moment you were convinced that home isn’t a place, but a feeling.