You close your eyes briefly, feeling the sun rest on your face from somewhere behind. You're pursing your lips to suppress the contented smile wanting to make an appearance, as his eyes are on you.

Fingers intertwined, you're both laying on a grassy green hill with its small buttercups and daisies littered around. You've been there for maybe 30-or-so minutes just looking up at the clouds in the otherwise baby blue sky, hoping to stay there until golden hour.

Jungwon sighs softly, and you hear his head turn away and you peek to see him looking back up at the clouds, glaring softly in the brightness.