He calls me beautiful as if that's my name -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Hoseok keeps staring at me in what I can only describe as pure admiration.
It's noon, we've slept in after a busy week apart, we deserve to be lazy together. To indulge in each other's presence.
Hoseok's taking it all in his stride, stroking my hair softly, caressing my arm lightly. The sunlight shines onto our skin, casting golden hues on our bare bodies.
Hoseok sees every spot, every mark, every blemish on my face. Apparently, it all compliments me, despite my disagreements.
"So you're just gonna gawk at me all day? Tired from last night already?" I tease him playfully in a husky voice, which entice him to show his dominance once again,
"Watch what you say, might not be forgiving later on." He replies in a low tone, moving closer to softly kiss my lips.
We relax against each other, lethargic but soothing. Just a peaceful, late morning for the both of us.
He groans quietly when I separate from him, "so needy..." I whisper, chuckling at him. His grip around my waist tightens.
"You're just so handsome. My gorgeous boy. Beautiful." He states, nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck and placing light kisses upon my skin.
He calls me beautiful as if that's my name. And it's the most loving thing anyone could ever call me.
The End ♥️
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