Hyunjin is your husband. He absolutely loves art, he is an artist himself. Mostly in sculpting, design, modeling, music, and video, as well as photo, he is…creative. He is a top model, the ambassador for a few companies, Versace, possibly more. He is very neat, precise with his things. He has sass, he’s shy, but he has learned to be confident.

You are trying. You have been working more than you used to, you’re very paranoid about things. You worry that all of the things that you guys do. You also hope that you can actually give back, you have sometimes had to use his money, otherwise, he just…cares a little too much. He also studies for a lot of things, you too, you’re really trying.

You got him a gift, they’re some shoes, but you weren’t very sure if he was gonna like it, he can be a bit…picky…at times. You knew that he might even criticises and try to fix up those things. You also help him do things, like cook and clean, he doesn’t really know how to do those things, you wanna…do more…you wanna work harder, which resolved to a bit of exhaustion, but it’s okay.

You were practically forced to rest. You had to , even wanted to, go to work, but he made you res, you almost passed out one time. You were just sat on the couch, and waiting for him. He came inside, and the telephone in the house rang.

He picked it up, and took the call. He had a little pose, a style, even at the usual.He rotated a bit,and by habit; was doing a little dance too,not much.You also realised,he had a long black leather?Not sure- jacket.Black pants that widen going down,and…black heels,or so you liked to call it.

They were the ones you got him.He then finished the call,and put it down,and looked at you.He tilted his head,his cold and professional demeanour changed.He walked over to you,took off his shoes,and sat next to you on the couch.

It was not long until he had a strong grip on you,not too tight,asleep. Sometimes,he made some odd sounds, but…you ignored.Now,for some reason,his eyes were closed,his mouth a bit agape.