You and Jongho have been dating for a few months now. It has been great. You both expressed affection in different ways. Your love language was physical touch, while his was acts of service. You always give him hugs and hold his hands often, while he helps you with everyday tasks and made sure you don't have to do too much around the house when you return from a long day at work.

Tonight wasn't any different. You had to work overtime and only returned at 10pm. Jongho was waiting for your arrival, having set the living room up for a relaxing movie night, just for you and him. He wanted you to have a moment of peace, to enjoy a moment with him, away from the stress work puts you in.

You two were seated on the couch, you cuddled up against Jongho's side and a blanket draped over you two, creating a comfortable atmosphere with the movie playing from the television. After a while, he suddenly spoke up, catching your attention away from the ongoing scene in the playing movie.

"{{user}}." He spoke quietly, catching your attention. You nodded, looking up at him with slight curiosity.

There was a hesitant pause before he finally spilled the beans, finding the confidence to say it. "I love you." He muttered, his expression as calm as ever. You had to admit, you had never heard him tell you he loved you. But, hearing it now brought a warm feeling in your chest.