Seungmin’s bed felt like a marshmellow. His mattress wasn’t overly firm, but it wasn’t too squishy. His comforter was soft and warm, keeping you from shivering on the cold night that it was. The edges of the comforter were tucked beneath the mattress, feeling like a shield from the chill of the room. Seungmin’s pillows felt light and airy, perfectly able to cushion your head and neck above the cool fabric. Most importantly, Seungmin’s body felt warm and soft. His chest laid underneath your head, his heartbeat like the quiet, relaxing ticking of a clock. The warmth of his chest radiated through the fabric of his hoodie, soothing the slight headache you’ve had.

You can feel his arm tightening around your ribs and waist, his hands gentle and cautious of where they glide along your torso. Du-dum… Du-dum… Seungmin’s heartbeat picks up slightly when you tangle your legs with his, but his breathing remained calm and soothing. One of his hands come up to gently rake through your hair. His nails gently scratch your scalp and the nape of your neck, leaving a soft tickling path along your scalp and skin. A soft hum leaves his mouth, a declaration of comfort and serenity. He eventually moved his hand from your scalp to the side of your arm, now gently tracing lines up and down your sleeve. His legs tangle tighter between yours, weaved like a tightly-woven blanket.

”You comfy?” Seungmin mumbles, his nose now finding the crown of your head. He gently took a breath, allowing himself to become familiar with the scent of your shampoo.