“Waah, I’m beat,” I couldn’t help but complain as soon as I came in but then I quickly shushed myself realizing how quiet the apartment was. Maybe for the first time in years she listened to me and actually went to sleep instead of waiting for me to get back. Or so I thought standing near the sofa in the living room. She was curled up in a ball like a cat, snoozing off. Every time the same thing happened. I swear to god she will catch a cold out here one day.

I looked around for a blanket but she had kicked it off. Maybe she’s not as cold as I expected her to be. Either way, there is no point for her to lay here. I crouched down. I really need to somehow pick her up without waking her.

With those words she shifted, probably felt my presence. She slowly opened her eyes and blinked at me a few times.

“Jongdae!” she suddenly leaped up, all traces of sleep gone.

“Why are you sleeping here again?” I nagged.

“It’s Valentine’s day today and that’s the first thing you’re going to say to me?” she furrowed her eyebrows. “I was waiting for you, you ,” she huffed, hitting me in the chest.

“No, baby that’s not what I meant,” I tried to grab her arm but she quickly evaded me, heading for the bedroom. “It’s a manmade holiday anyway!” I shouted after her but she just slammed the door loudly.

I sighed. I felt bad that I always have to work on Valentine’s day yet she never once complained about it, rather she was always supporting me behind the scenes. I knew this day was special to her.

I noticed a little wrapped box on the coffee table next to the sofa and picked it up. I didn’t know if I should but the curiosity got the better of me and I opened it carefully. I chuckled once I saw what was inside. It was the same pendant she was looking at the last time we went out. I thought she wanted it for herself, so I got her the same one. Guess we will have matching ones.

I hung it up on my neck and went to the bedroom.

“Babe,” I asked, coming in. The lights were off. Not a good sign. I took off my coat and threw it somewhere on the ground. My eyes had already adjusted to the darkness and I could see her figure on the bed.

Tracing my fingers across her body, feeling the heat radiating from her, I crawled up behind her.

“Babe,” I said, softly kissing her neck but she didn’t answer. I knew how to make her speak though. I slowly lifted her shirt up and placing my hand on her stomach, pulled her to me.

“It’s cooold!” she giggled. “Why are your hands so cold?”

“I didn’t have anyone to warm them up,” I grinned, now placing kisses on her shoulder. “I’m sorry,” I apologized.

She got free from my grip (I don’t know how she always does that, I was holding on to her for dear life) and turned around. She smiled upon seeing the pendant. “I’m sorry too,” she whispered and at this moment, as all of the feelings came rushing in, I realized all over again why I love her so much.

I cupped her face and gently kissed her on the forehead, she giggled again, I always loved how ticklish she is. I then moved on to the tip of her nose and then finally to her lips. At first it was just small, soft kisses but eventually, as my hands went down to her hips and her fingers got stuck in my hair, the kiss also became a lot more passionate.

She grabbed onto my shirt and suddenly pulled away. “Jongdae,” she whined. “If you want to cuddle after this, at least take off your suit!” she patted me as if checking what I’m wearing. “You didn’t even take of your jacket? Who goes to bed with a jacket-“

But I quickly stopped her impending rant by rolling her over and getting on top of her. She just stared at me in shock, not having expected this at all. I grabbed her hands with one of mine and set them over her head before leaning in closer.

“Who said I want to cuddle?” I smirked, checking my wrist watch. “We still have an hour until Valentine’s day is over.”