#sadly santa didnt leave haechan under my christmas tree

[lvlyynim]

hugging hyuck is like hugging a fluffy 5’7 walking teddy bear. the minute you walk into the shared apartment, you’re engulfed in his arms. every bit of exhaustion and worrying thoughts melted away as soon as hyuck wrap his arms around you.

nothing better than waking up in his arms. entrapped in his arms, keeping you warm and safe. his face snuggled cutely on your chest as you played with his hair, soothing his back with your other hand. sometimes it’s the other way around.

peacefully cooking dinner in the kitchen when hyuck came up behind and hugged you. resting his head on your shoulder, you giggled as he slowly swayed your bodies to “solitude” by billie holiday.

“you know for a girlfriend, you’re very wifey material” you giggled again.

“oh yeah? who’s wife?” “mine.” “buy me a ring and i’ll think about it” “alright bet”

insists you wear his hoodie/jacket when you have separate classes. his excuse being you get cold easily and no boyfriend would let his girlfriend be cold. his ulterior motive being he loves seeing you in his clothes also subtly lets people know you’re off limits.

the amount of playful banter you’d have with this man. anything and everything is a topic of debate. before things gets too heated, he’d always engulf you and pamper you with kisses, admitting his defeat. “alright alright you win okay love?”

makes everything a competition. the type to scream “last one to make it to the car pays for dinner!” then proceeds to push you and runs. leaning cockily against the car, he’s with a salty look on your face. “YOU PUSHED ME THATS NOT FAIR!” “it’s not my fault you have short legs”

before when you and him were just getting to know each other for the first time, he made a playlist dedicated to the songs he’s reminded of you. he knew he was getting way ahead of himself but whenever you two spent time together, random song lyrics would echo thru his brain. one of the songs were “i was made for loving you” by tori kelly and ed sheeran, which was his favourite.

see you wouldn’t have known this if he hadn’t confessed to you in a drunken stupor. hell he even unlocked his phone and showed it to you before laying his head on your lap.

the aftermath of his drunken confession was you teasing him in the morning as his cheeks heat up. suddenly he remembered last night’s events, you had kissed him. he could still feel the ghost of your lips, so sweet, so soft and intoxicating.

“you kissed me last night, didn’t you?” he asked as he wrapped his hands around you from behind, cockiness dripping in his tone. you shrugged, “maybe i did, maybe i didn’t” hyuck turned you around and immediately pulled you into a slow kiss. instinctively, your arms circled his neck while his linked around your waist, not leaving a gap of air between your bodies. you sighed against his mouth before forced himself to pull away.

“been waiting all night to do that”