4hendery

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“promise me that you’ll never leave me, yeah?” you turn on your side. its 2:43am. you stare at the yellow numbers of your alarm clock before directing your vision to yukhei. his eyes are wide, searching your own, his hair messily flopped on top of his forehead.  “baby, it's almost three, try and get some sleep,” you attempt pleading with him, only for his large hands to search the covers for yours. long, cold finger intertwine with your warm ones, and yukhei brings them to his lips. the kisses he places against your knuckles are soft, and your heart begins to flutter. “just promise me, please,”  you sigh, your free hand reaching up to brush away the locks of hair resting on his forehead. stretching yourself, you press your lips gently against the cool skin of his forehead.  “i promise, sweetpea,”

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sorry for being so inactive lately!! school has been real busy for me, but i promise i’ll write once i get everything sorted!! thank u for being patient with me ily all mwah

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xiaojun’s hand fits warmly against your own. you can feel the pads of his fingertips rubbing against your knuckles. his breathing is slow as he lays next to you. the cotton of your sheets surrounds you, entangling your legs as you sought out his own within the expanse of your bed. you find his foot between the covers, nudging it slightly with your own, which itself elicits a slight chuckle from his lips. the only light in your room comes from your open window, the bright moonlight casting silver light and harsh shadows into your room. turning your head, you look at xiaojun. he’s at peace, eyelashes brushing his cheeks as his chest rises and falls with deep breaths. you long to move over, brush the one odd strand of hair from his eyes, but the worry of disturbing his peace stops you. his eyes flicker up to meet your own, free hand coming up to cup your cheek. his voice is as delicate as the moonlight shining in through your window as he whispers to you “i may see many beautiful things in this world, but you will always be my favourite,”

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the first thing you can feel when you wake up is your heart pounding against your chest, and the hot tears trailing down your face. kun is quick to notice your panic, arms circled around your torso within a matter of seconds, feather-light kisses being peppered along your forehead. his thumbs brush your cheeks gingerly as he wipes your tears away. you can’t help but sob in his arms, the memory of your nightmare coming flooding back. kun’s hand draw soothing circles along your sides as he whispers words of comfort into your hair. he turns slightly in your bed, reaching over to his bed-side table and flicking on the lamp. the room is filled with a warm glow. kun moves to sit up, pulling you up with him so that your back is to his chest. taking his book off of the table, he wraps his arms around your waist and begins to read to you, his voice soft in your ears. you settle back against him, his warmth and calming voice soothing you from your panicked state. you can feel yourself relaxing, your head moving to rest in the crook of his neck. the last thing you can remember before your heavy eyelids fall is kun pressing a soft kiss to your cheek with an “i love you, sleep well peach,”

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hendery’s eyes never move from the mirror as he focuses on his movements, body moving fluently through his routine as he gracefully turns, pouring all of his effort into his dance. you stand silently at the door of the practice room, placing down the bag of food you had bought and watching the way he moved. your eyes scan over his face, analysing every detail of his expression, watching the way he moves across the room with ease. the music comes to an end, before repeating. hendery stops, practically flopping onto the floor as he tries to catch his breath. he still hasn’t noticed your presence. you pick up the bag of food as quietly as you could, making your way towards him. hendery is now on his back, eyes closed as he take a break. standing above him, you look down at his face, his hair pushed back, face covered in a light sheen of sweat. placing the bag down by his face, hendery’s eyes open with a start, a glimmer of shock evident as he looks into your own amused owns. upon realising its you, a bright smile makes a way onto his face, removing all signs of fatigue. he sits up quickly, eager to hold you in his arms. you begin to protest as he starts tugging you towards him, not wanting to be wrapped up in a sticky hug, but ultimately give in when he looks up at you, his round eyes and pouting lips too much for you to resist

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sicheng holds your hand tightly as you run down the dark street, masks covering the lower half of your face. the only sound that can be heard is your footsteps against the pavement and an occasional giggle slipping out of sicheng’s lips. streetlamps pour orange light onto the footpaths, the odd neon lights of a shop flickering in the distance. sicheng begins to slow down as you near the convenience store, his grip on your hand never loosening as he leads you inside, picking up a basket with his free hand along the way. you can hear him mumbling to himself as he picks his snacks, setting the basket on the ground and tossing the bags into it. you take a few bags from the shelves and look at sicheng, his eyes crinkled into a smile. he holds your stare, his own eyes gazing inti yours intensely. you can see pure happiness covering his eyes in a glossy layer, crinkled corners reminding you of home. the deep browns of his iris swirl together, the colour radiating warmth and comfort. you feel a relaxed smile crawling up your face, sicheng's carefree and joyous mood capturing and washing over you. you can feel the content warming your heart, knowing that only sicheng could make you feel so at ease

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“you know you can tell me anything bub, yeah? come here,” xiaojun’s honey voice brings you closer to him, his hand rubbing soothing circles into your back as you silently sob into his shoulder. the pressures of the world had just become too much in that moment, spiralling your emotions and landing you in a state that left you unable to do anything but cry. xiaojun holds you in place, heart aching when he feels your tears begin to soak through his shirt. he presses his lips against your forehead, softly humming along to some ballad he had heard earlier, his fingers occasionally threading through your hair. you can feel yourself relaxing, the soothing motions on your back combined with his smooth voice pulling you back from your spiral. letting out one last sniffle, you pull away from his shoulder, your puffy eyes looking into his concerned-filled ones as you reach from his hand resting in his lap, intertwining your fingers with his as you hoarsely whisper “thank you”, your eyes threatening to tear up again with the pure amount love and appreciation you held for him

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yukhei laughs loudly as he hoists you further up his back, large hands securely wrapped around your thighs. you squeal when begins to run, your hands gripping the front of his shirt deathly tight. he only seems to run faster, joyous laughter mixing with the sound of his feet against pavement. you don’t know where he’s taking you, but when you see the familiar shop coming into view an irrepressible grin comes onto your face, your grip on yukhei’s shirt loosening as he begins to slow down. he stops just in front of the store, removing his hands from your thighs an letting you jump down, a sigh of relief leaving you at being upon stable ground. yukhei waves at the owner of the small ice-cream store, looking back at you with a puppy-like smile and taking your hand. you walk to the counter with him, his smile still carved into his cheeks as he whispers to you “get what you want baby, my treat,”

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kun looks up in surprise from the food he’s cooking upon hearing the shutter of your phone’s camera go off. he sees you across the counter, phone still held up as you giggle, embarrassed that you were caught. he only sighs dramatically before returning to focus on the food simmering away in the pan in front of him, saying some cheesy line about him being “irresistible”. you round the counter to stand behind him, wrapping your arms around his torso as you look over his shoulder to see what he’s cooking. kun smiles, reveling in your warmth against his back. leaning your chin on his shoulder, you look over at your boyfriend's face. you analyse every detail, looking over his soft smile, the rich pools of brown in his eyes, the smoothness of his skin. kun can feel your eyes on him the whole time, murmuring to you "i would say, 'take a picture, it'll last longer' but i believe you already have," only causing you to groan and hide your face in the slope of his neck in embarrassment from his teasing

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a notification from yangyang pops up on your phone, signifying his arrival at your front door. you slide over the tiled floors in sock-clad feet to the doorway, pulling it open to see a bright-eyed yangyang holding a singular sunflower. he brings you towards him for a delicate hug, soft lips pressing against your warm cheek as you welcome him inside. holding his hand out, yangyang jokingly moves down to crouch on one knee, presenting the flower to you. you gingerly pluck it from his hand, admiring the vivid yellows contrasting the green stem. you watch yangyang’s smile creep up on his face as you thank him for the gift. his smile soon turns smug, his pointer finger tapping against his cheek as he teasingly asks you for a kiss. you roll your eyes but still comply with his request, closing your eyes and moving forward towards his cheek, only to have him turn at the last second to collide his smiling lips against your own, a smirk growing as he pulls away to see your flustered form

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hendery groans when you push his hair out of his eyes, face nuzzling further into your chest. you can hear him mumble a plea for just five more minutes, his voice gravely after just waking up. pressing your lips against his forehead, you continue playing with his hair. he catches your wrist after you tuck a few strands behind his ear, intertwining his fingers with your own. he brings your hands down closer to his lips, a light peck soon being placed on the back of your hand. his hand doesn’t let go of your own as he cuddles up into your warmth, his head resting just under your own. you know you both need to get up, but you decide maybe another five minutes wouldn’t be so bad

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ten sighs, his face buried in the crook of your neck. arms wrapped tightly around your waist and body draped over yours, ten breathes in your scent. you feel his lips move against your skin, a faint mumble falling from them. raking your fingers through his hail, nails dragging against his scalp, you ask him to repeat what he just said. a light moan tickles your skin as ten feels the pleasure of you playing with his hair, moving his head slightly so that he’s leaning his head on your shoulder rather than in the crook of your neck. his arms around your torso tighten, and he whispers in a feather-light voice “you smell like home,”