“Boyoung-ah,” he calls ever so gently, in hopes of waking her up. He kisses her as gently as he called her, trying to show her just how much he loves her. It’s seven o’clock in the morning, and it’s time to rise.

They have been married for almost three years already, and Minseok always woke her ever so gently, as he knows that she is irritated in the morning. While he wakes up early, Boyoung likes to sleep in, especially during the weekends.

He loves her more than he could ever show. He may not be extremely showy, but the way he holds her close when they’re together, and how he looks at her gives anyone who knows them the idea of how much he does.

Why, he doesn’t need to know. He just does, and he’s going to keep it that way until they grow old together.

“Stop. You’re irritating me early in the morning,” she snaps at him.

He can only sigh at her reply, hugging her tighter, yet as gently as before. “Why do I love someone like you?” he mutters. Out of the thousands (maybe, millions) of fans he has had in the past, he could have chosen someone who would hold him dearly in her heart. She may not be as snappy and mean as Boyoung is.

He sighs in contentment, “but then, no one could be you, Boyoung,” he sighs and kisses her lips as they both tighten their embraces.

“I love you, Minseok-ah,” she says ever so softly, that he wouldn’t have heard it if he wasn’t listening carefully.

He smiles and goes back to sleep, knowing that when they wake up in an hour or two, she would be back to her sweet and loving self.

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Hi everyone! After four years of not writing, I'm back with a story involving Xiumin. This is fluff, and is loosely based on personal experiences. Anyway, hope everyone will enjoy reading this! :)