✦ 𝓡𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝓢𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝓞𝐅 𝓜𝐘 𝓝𝐄𝐂𝐊 𝓫𝔂 𝓕𝐀𝐘𝐄 𝓦𝐄𝐁𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑

“𝓣𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙠 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪.”

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Hyunjin quickly but quietly opened the door to your apartment with the spare key you had given him almost a year ago. He made sure to be quiet while locking the door, and taking his shoes and coat off at the door. He had texted you about his arrival before he left the dorms, but you hadnt answered a single message.

He knew you were probably asleep right now, it was 10 o’clock at night. Maybe you werent, he was aware of your frequent late night movie sessions and he often joined you. He made his way to your room, his footsteps awfully light to not awake you if you were indeed asleep.

Once he got closer, he heard the faint sound of what seemed to be your TV playing. He creeped your door open just a bit, peeking his head in, the golden blonde color of his buzzcut catching your attention. He gave you a smile once your eyes met with his, opening the door wider to enter before closing it behind him.

“Hi,” He mumbled, letting himself get comfy on your bed. He wasted no time in wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face in your neck. He laid there in silence for a good five minutes before breaking it. “Jagi..” He mumbled, trying to get your attention. You hummed in response, waiting for him to continue.

“I missed you. You didnt answer any of my texts,” He told you, his words slightly muffled. You looked at him before resting your cheek on top of his head. “I think I was too busy watching the movie, I didnt even feel my phone go off..” You muttered to him, your eyes returning to the TV hanging on the wall in front of your bed.

“Hm,” Was all he mumbled in response, his face still in your neck as he breathed in your familiar scent he loved so deeply. His own eyes traveled to the TV, wondering what you were so indulged in that you didnt even realize he texted you.