You’re asleep on the couch, curled up under a blanket, the soft hum of the TV in the background. Jungwon sits beside you, eyes on the screen but clearly distracted by the rise and fall of your chest.

He leans closer, careful not to wake you, and lightly brushes a strand of hair from your face. His fingers linger for just a moment, tracing the line of your cheek with quiet affection.