“I would give my life to make you even slightly happier.”

“Please don’t.”

He is a man of few words. Unless he’s excited. And that’s exactly how you make him feel all the time. You can’t help but feel grateful and glad that you’re the only one that can make him feel this way. To others, he might come off as an intimidating, chic man when he really is just a goofball, caring, considerate and loving. Even if people can’t tell from the way he acts, they can definitely see it through the ways he treat you or his beloved ‘son’, Vivi. Sometimes you hoped others will see the real him, and not just the strong facade he put up, but the possessive side of you also smile in triumphant that you’re the only one he’s showing all his sides to. In the meantime, you’re with Sehun in your favourite spicy rice cake stall after a late evening movie. The owner always give the both of you extra portions because the both of you are deemed as her ‘favourite couple’.

“Sehun, I didn’t really want to break this to you, but I have hands.”

Looking at you still chewing, his eyes smiling like crescents, totally ignoring your comment as his hand hangs in the air, another piece of rice cake ready on his chopsticks, to be fed to you. You swallowed and also ate the piece offered by Sehun. Just then, a drunk man who happens to be stumbling past the stall started cat calling you. You tried to ignore him but he comes closer, he reeks of alcohol. Sehun frowned, eyes narr