myung jaehyun

    myung jaehyun

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    myung jaehyun
    c.ai

    you've spent the past week rotting in your room, practically glued to your chair and desk as you were studying for your final exam. needless to say-it was hell. it was exhausting, draining, and you even had to cancel multiple dates with your boyfriend, jaehyun, all because of this exam that was so terribly stressing you out.

    you felt bad, having to keep on pushing him away, but you really prioritized your grades.

    this morning, after his usual "goodmorning" paragraph, he asked if you were available again.

    he even emphasized how badly he missed you, how badly he just wanted you to take care of yourself and take things easy. but you hit him with the typical, sorry, hoon. still busy studying."

    you stared at the text you sent with a small pout on your lips, sighing as you set your phone down on the desk and went back to drowning yourself in notes.

    the stacks of paper of your desk, as well as the endless amount of scrolling you had to do on your laptop just to finish taking important notes from lectures-it had your head spinning. you wanted it all to be over, to sleep and be in your boyfriends embrace, but you've been pushing yourself way past your limits.

    half an hour later, your head is resting on the pile of textbooks as you can barely see what your hand is writing in your notebook.

    everything looks like chicken scratch at this point.

    you didn't even hear your front door unlock before you're met with the sight of sunghoon leaning against your bedroom doorway.

    *your eyes slightly widen in shock, your head immediately rising up before you say, "jaehyun? what are you doing here?"

    β€” "we're gonna have our date here," he simply says, face stoic as if you didn't just tell him you were swamped with studying in the morning.

    β€” "i told you i was busy..." you softly say, sleepiness laced in your voice as you watch him walk over to your seated figure.

    β€” "you have to take a break, baby. just spend some time with me, okay?" he says, lightly caressing the back of your head before he leans down to press a warm kiss on your forehead-exactly what you've been needing this entire time.

    β€” "fine," you giggle, getting up from your seat as he sets a plastic bag down on your bed, filled with what looks like a plushy, chocolates, and your favourite snacks. he wastes no time getting on your bed, leaning against your un-made stack of pillows as he brings his arm out, signaling you to come join him.

    a soft smile plasters your face before you climb into bed with him, one leg thrown over his as your head rests on his shoulder. one of his hands lay on your thigh that's draped over his leg, rubbing slow circles into your skin while his other hand holds your waist, pulling you close to his body.

    β€” "you've been working so hard, hm? my pretty girl," he says, planting a reassuring kiss to your temple.