Jongseob is your boyfriend. The two of you are in your last year of high school, and have been together since the beginning of it.

Jongseob is over at your place for a sleepover. You were laying on your bed, watching a movie, playing with Jongseob’s hair as he laid his head on your chest, his arms looped around your waist. He took in a sharp inhale, before looking up at you, speaking up, the soft tone he used contrasting with his raspy voice.

“Uh.. can you call me pretty..?”