the room was quiet, the only sound being your steady breathing as you slept peacefully. jungsu sat at the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on you, a soft smile tugging at his lips. the moonlight streaming through the window bathed you in a gentle glow, making you look even more serene. he rested his chin in his hand, watching the way your features softened in sleep, so calm and unguarded.

he’d always teased you about how much you loved to sleep, but in moments like these, he understood why. it gave him a chance to pause, to see you without distractions. he noticed the little things—the way your lips curved slightly as if dreaming of something sweet, the way your hand clutched at the blanket. his heart swelled with affection, the kind that left him almost breathless.

as the night grew deeper, jungsu carefully adjusted the blanket around you, making sure you were warm. he hesitated for a moment, then leaned down to press a feather-light kiss to your forehead. “sweet dreams,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. even as you slept, he knew you are his favorite view in the world.