“Hoon… stay still, will you please?” You sigh as you lather the remaining face mask on his cheeks. “You promised!” Frowning at him as he turns his face away just to annoy you. “If only your hands weren’t so god damn nosy, you wouldn’t be in this mess.” You mutter, cupping his chin to steady him.

“It’s not my fault- you’ve been ignoring me-”

“Lee Seunghoon.” You whisper, eyes wide because you were sure you had warned him to stay quiet. He looks up at you with those eyes of his, pursing his lips together smiling an apology. Don’t- don’t you fall for it, you’re mad at him remember?

“Done. Let’s see how long you’ll last, hm?” You let out a sly smile, taking a few steps back to get a good look of this majestic view that is Lee Seunghoon with a face mask, which you never thought you’d ever see. A while ago, you were in the same situation and what you thought was going to be a calming experience turned out to be anything but.

“Babe…” You feel a pair of hands sneaking on either side of your hips as you stood over the kitchen sink. Turning around to face him, you gave him a look- not now, Seunghoon-ah.

“Do you really have to put that on?” He squishes his face, irritated as he waves his finger over your face. You gave him a blank expression, not like you had any other choice, and a nod. “You don’t need any of that stuff.” He glowers at you, and you bit the inside of your lips, refusing a smile to escape. You sigh heavily as you walk away, peeved for the fact that he’s being horribly cute today and you’re rejecting him for it. Seunghoon trails after you, like he has been the entire morning, and you hear him groan in his throat at your behaviour. This boy will be the death of me, I swear.

Out of nowhere, he wraps his arms firmly around your shoulders and you feel his soft lips pressed on the curve of your neck. Perplexed, you froze in place as your breath hitched. He continues leaving a trail of goosebumps along the skin of your shoulders, and you couldn’t help but-

“Hoon- what are you doing?” Chuckling softly as you wriggle yourself free to face him. He stares at you, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. You realize then that you had cracked your face, literally. .

Seunghoon looks up at you from his seat, clearly unimpressed. He gives the ok sign with his fingers, and even with a mask on you can see how smug he looks as he takes up the challenge. Determined to show him, you almost laughed out loud because you knew well, all the ways on how to make him crack. You took a few steps towards him, spreading his long legs apart, enough for you to fit in. Biting your lips, you bend down to face him, your hands soft on his chest. He looks you dead in the eye, pleading- Don’t do you dare. Even with all the gunk on his face, you were sure that no one else is as adorable as this guy right here. You force down a laugh as you see his jaw clench and possibly gathering all his strength to keep a straight face. Shifting your face to the side you graze your breath against his neck, and you see his adam’s apple waver as he gulps. You the skin of his collar bone mindlessly with your thumb, and you trace his neck with fleeting kisses. It’s driving him insane because you catch him grip his hands onto his knees, instead of you, and you know he’s putting up a fight. You inch closer to him, molding your chest against his and he grunts in response to your warmth.

“- You win.” He rasps, eyes shut in frustration. He unclenches his hands, sliding them up your waist, tugging you onto his lap.

“Do you know what I mean now?” You laughed softly, draping your arm over his neck.

“Excuse you.” He breathes into your arm.

“Hey- hey!” You pull back as he leaves a patch of wet mask on your skin.

“You didn’t have to fuss so much on putting this on me when you’ve got that in mind.” He scoffs, impatient as you feel his feet tapping the floor.

“Who said anything about that?” You ask him, faking your surprise. Seunghoon rolls his eyes, hands through his hair,

“You’re lucky I love you.” He breathes, and you couldn’t help but agree with a smile as you bury your face into his neck. “I really want to kiss you right now, but I’ve got this-” He points at his face, and you snort out a laugh at his frustration. He gapes at you, mumbling something along the lines- You’re unbelievable.