requested by @pengucat

sunghoon park was yours—undoubtedly and entirely yours.

the both of you were like two sides of the same coin—the same, yet so different. in a way, it was a balance. after all, the day needs its night just as the sun needs its moon. and, in your case, you found him—you found your moon.

sunghoon walked in through the front door of your shared apartment, on the verge of collapsing from the series of events that had occurred at work. his gaze softened at the mere sight of you—not obvious, but visible enough for you to notice.

instantly, you perked up at the sound of the door opening. a huge smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you turned around to be greeted with the tired expression on his face. nevertheless, he looked as pretty as ever—more than the sun, and more than the stars—even the moon, perhaps.

"is that mine?" he gestured to your shirt, the look on his face completely unchanging.

"i don't know, is it?" you chimed, your voice as bright and cheery as ever.

the permanent frown on his face almost seemed to have disappeared for a moment, the corners of his lips lifting up into a smile before reverting back to their original state.

"give it back, love," he deadpanned, although his eyes said otherwise. he waited for a response, but in the end, all he heard was the beating of his heart against his chest. "fine, keep it then. you look better in it anyways."