#i wrote this instead of studying for my chem test sorry if it sucks

[februaryflowers]

[ 5:20 pm ]

It’s been such a long week. So when you come home to see Wonwoo on the couch, looking oh so comfy with his legs up and glasses low on his nose, you want nothing more than to crash into him, soak up his scent, and collapse in his arms.

He glances up at you as you drop your things in the entryway and make your way over to him. He makes room for you on the sofa before he starts putting down his book until you shake your head. He blinks back at you and has a little tilt of his head that makes you want to kiss his forehead.

That is until you sit next to him and move to lay your head in his lap. He gives a faint chuckle before gently brushing the sides of your face with his fingertips. 

He starts reading again, his voice warm and rich as he guides you through his story. With every word your eyelids get heavier and heavier and the embrace of the sandman gets more and more appealing. 

Wonwoo slides his thumb along your cheek and kisses your forehead. “Sleep well, my love,” he murmurs and you let a bashful, yet excited, smile slip past your lips. It’s Wonwoo’s turn to be flustered and he scoffs. “Go to sleep,” he teases. 

You pop your eyes open to place a kiss on his warm nose which grows even warmer under your touch. He slides his leg to be on the couch while the other hangs off the edge and you settle yourself against him with your head on his chest.

As you let your eyes close again, Wonwoo rests his forearms on your shoulders and begins reading again. And when he notices how your breath has slowed, he quietly slips the bookmark between the pages and clasps his hands together, resting them over your chest.

He kisses your forehead and, preparing to join you in a peaceful dreamland, Wonwoo gently whispers into your ear one more thought. “Sleep well, angel.”