“hee,” you murmur, shifting slightly to glance over at him. “will you make some ramyeon for lunch, please?” “okay,” he nods. he leans in to press a kiss against your cheek, only to be met with air. “hey,” heeseung whines. your lips quirk into a mischievous smile as you dodge his lips once again; this time ducking behind the couch and to escape his hold. “y/n.”  “catch me if you can,” you taunt. heeseung rolls his eyes but smiles nonetheless. “you know i’m gonna catch you eventually” he smirks*