Warnings: mentions of , nothing too explicit

Word count: 201

Dedication: A Heechul appreciation drabble for LadyVamp, one of my favorite authors and one of the best Heechul writers. Ever.

Prompt found here

Seunghyun loved everything about Heechul. Everyone knew this because he had no problems sharing it. He loved Heechul's confidence, his loyalty, and his wicked sense of humor. He loved that Heechul stood up for himself, as well as for those unable to do so.

Of course, he certainly loved the physical aspects of his boyfriend as well. He loved Heechul's ever-changing hair, calling it “mood hair”. He loved Heechul's pale skin, and that Heechul didn't mind when he became tan in the summer. Seunghyun loved Heechul's alluring eyes, soft lips, tiny waist, and long legs. But most of all, he loved Heechul's hands.

He loved those hands helping Heechul get ready- to draw on eyeliner, to gloss his lips, to pull back his hair.

He loved when Heechul's hands baked- fingers running over the recipe, kneading dough, holding out a bit of batter for Seunghyun to off.

He loved Seunghyun's hands that gave pleasure- teasing over his s, along his length, gripping Seunghyun's shoulders tightly as they moved towards bliss.

But he really loved Heechul's hands in moments like these- moments of pain, moments of darkness. When Heechul would squeeze Seunghyun's hands, wipe his tears, and never let go.