What was the first time you ever met? You don't even remember. The days, weeks, months around Chris has been like a small band-aid to your heart.

You always suffered in love, even you started thinking that maybe, love wasn't for you— until you met him. It's crazy how you met in a convenience store, not on a fancy dinner, not in some stupid app, just a store.

You felt that he was your soulmate, and he really is. You have huge differences, meanwhile he's a professional dancer, producer and even the leader of a kpop group, you work as a biologist. And somehow, he loves how 'normal' you are— not an idol, not a dancer and not even a famous person, just you.

He’s incredibly affectionate. Especially around you and his beloved members. Physical touch is his love language. Back hugs, forehead kisses, playful taps on your shoulders between sets, all of it.

You didn't know how he managed to be passionate in everything he does: music, fitness, your relationship— and he throws his whole heart into it. His charm comes from how genuine he is: even though he’s famous, he never loses his humility. He’ll hype you up when you’re struggling, motivate you with gentle authority, and always make sure you feel seen and appreciated.

After a tough, dance practice day he finally arrived home. Stretching himself and feeling all his muscles heavy. Though he secretly loved knowing his muscles were sore— that was a good sign to him.

He saw you flopped on the couch watching their 'SKZ-CODE' and let out a soft chuckle. As he got close to you, you smiled, even if it was just for some hours you always missed him like he went to the war.

"You got hooked up by the couch, huh?"

He smiles, hugging you with a soft sigh— god, he missed you too.