There Needs To Be A Study Done On How Tf Perf Unit Manages To Cntify Their Songs Cause HELLO??? The Spell

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[11:18 pm]

the whole room is dark, except for the faint glow of your phone. you lay in your bed, scrolling through absolutely random trivia reels. cheol's laying beside you, one arm thrown across your waist as he cuddles into the heat of your body. he should have been sound asleep by now. but he's only halfway through there, being pulled back to wake by your questions.

"cheol?"

he hums back, voice thickly layered with sleep.

"what color do you think i am?"

the room turns silent. you wait for a moment.

"cheo-"

"blue. you seem like blue to me."

"why blue?"

"cause, to me, blue means calm, peace, and secure. like i dont have to worry about anything. like i can let down all my thoughts to rest for a while. and you feel like all those things to me."

you just hum back in response, the next question thats displayed on your screen preventing you from thinking over his words.

a minute passes before you ask again, "cheol?"

"...yes, love?"

"what icecream flavour am i?"

a beat passes before he replies, "you're cookies-n-cream. because you're soft and sweet, with a little crunch at times."

you hum yet again, registering his answer.

"plus, its your favourite," he adds, which brings a soft smile to your face.

you turn your attention back to your phone, searching for the next question.

"cheol...?"

"love.... how about we go to sleep now, and i'll answer all your questions tomorrow?" he asks, looking at you with eyes drooping with sleep.

you just smile and nod, turning off your phone and keeping it aside before you get back into bed. as soon as you lay down, seungcheol's quick to snuggle into your side, his face nuzzled into your neck, his breaths tickling you. you take a look at the sleepy man with you before closing your eyes.

.

.

"cheol!"

"yes, my love?

"...i love you."

he doesnt respond immediately, but you feel him smiling into your skin, his breath hitching for the slightest of moments before returning to normal as he mumbles back.

"i love you too, dear."

sunlight peeks in gently through the windows and curtains of your shared bedroom. the cold has you and jeonghan wrapped in the blanket. he hogged it in the night, but you managed to fight back, successfully this time. the warmth of the sunlight plus the warmth from han's body makes it very difficult to get out of bed.

and he has decided to take advantage of it.

"don't go...." he whines. he's half asleep, eyes closed shut, but the grip he has on your body says otherwise.

"i can't do that and neither can you. get up now, or else we'll both be late," you nudge him out of bed, but he just snuggles closer into you.

"ynnn... don't goo... we can cuddle like this the whole day. you know we deserve it..."

you sigh. dating jeonghan has made you understand that winning against him is almost impossible.

so you decide to give in.

"fine. i'll call in sick today."

"okay! I'll call seungcheol and tell him too," he says and rolls over to his side of the bed to grab his phone.

"seungcheol, hey... i don't think I can come to work today.... no, it's just that yn's fallen sick so i need to take care of her.... no it's not very serious, she just wants me here...."

your eyes bulge out so much you think they've fallen out. the heck he means you were sick?! the heck he means you asked him to stay??

"yeah, okay thanks cheol," he says and hangs up and captures you in a huge, suffocating hug.

"i gotchu now... all mine..."