#bf!seonghwa

Seonghwa was restless in bed; he stared at the ceiling in order to avoid tossing and turning in fear of waking you. You slept beside him, hair splayed on the pillow beneath your head, lips parted as soft snores escaped them.

Seonghwa was almost jealous of you being able to sleep so soundly while he had tried and failed for the past few hours since you said goodnight. He exhales heavily, blinking and hoping sleep would come.

It doesn’t.

Gently, he rolls to his side to see your back. You’re wrapped up in a blanket, cozy in his shirt that you’ve stolen from his dresser drawer. It looks cuter on you anyway.

Cautiously, Seonghwa places his hand over your hip, gently caressing it. Even if he can’t sleep, he’s grateful for these moments he gets to spend with you. He’s usually so busy with work, being in his own bed with you at his side is almost a luxury. However, you’re always so supportive of him and all his endeavors, so happy when he comes home and stays the night.

His heart flutters as he looks down at you, your hand moving over his before you’re slowly opening your eyes, a small yawn escaping you.

“Hwa?” you ask sleepily, not quite awake. “What’s wrong, baby?”

“Nothing, nothing,” he’s quick to deny. Sheepishly smiling at you as you rub your eyes before rolling to face him.

“Have you not gone to sleep?” It amazes him how perceptive you are even if sleep still clouds your eyes. He hums, shrugging as best as he can from the position he’s in. You pout, pressing a kiss to his cheek as you scoot closer to cuddle into his chest. He easily wraps you up in his arms, singing softly to try and lull you back to sleep but it’s no use, you’re fully awake now.

This is the opposite of what he wanted, Seonghwa thinks. He should have just gone to sleep on the couch, but he knows you’d end up waking up in the middle of the night searching for him regardless.

“Go to sleep,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You huff, your breath fanning against his bare skin. He chuckles, you’re so stubborn.

“How about a kiss?” Seonghwa tries to bargain and you mull it over in your head before nodding. Your boyfriend grins, moving back a bit to grip your chin with his thumb and forefinger, his thumb gently rubbing circles into your skin. You’re so beautiful.

With only a moment more of admiring your beauty, he closes the gap between your lips, and your hands are wrapping around his neck to pull him close. Seonghwa can’t resist you when you deepen the kiss, his tongue meeting yours as you tug him over you. Your shirt rides up and Seonghwa is careful not to squish you as he settles between your thighs.

His long hair falls over his eyes and he tries to shake it away until your hand is reaching upward to card his hair out of the way. His eyes sparkle in a way that leaves you breathless, and you kiss him once again as his hands find their home on your waist.

Deep kisses accompanied by soft moans and gentle caresses are what lead you to your current position. Seonghwa has discarded your clothing and his, your legs wrapped around his hips as he slides home. The initial stretch has you gasping, biting on your bottom lip as your hands grip his biceps. His soft lips plant kisses to the column of your throat, moaning your name against your heated skin.

“Hwa,” you moan airily, eyes fluttering shut as you let lust consume you. Seonghwa is just as lost in you as you are in him, slowly fucking into you until your thighs are trembling where he holds them. He grunts, cursing as he fucks you harder, deeper.

“Baby,” he rasps, so close to his orgasm as his fingertips brush your clit. Your hand cradles his cheek, gaze locked on his as you feel your body tighten. 

Seonghwa can’t keep his eyes off you as you cum wrapped around him. His thrusts grow sloppy until he finally lets himself go, cumming inside you with a deep groan of your name.

Out of breath and covered in a sheen of sweat, Seonghwa is careful as he pulls out of you before lying at your side. You’re smiling at him, your hand reaching for his and he laces his fingers with yours instantly. He brings your hand to his lips, kissing each of your knuckles with a smile.

“I love you,” he whispers, noting the bashful smile on your lips illuminated by the light glow of the streetlight that streams through a crack in the curtains. 

“I love you,” you whisper in response, curling into his side as you yawn. Seonghwa chuckles, kissing your lips before telling you to go to sleep.

“Goodnight, Hwa.”

“Goodnight, baby,” Seonghwa says softly as you close your eyes. Within minutes you’re snoring lightly, and Seonghwa realizes he doesn’t mind sleepless nights if they end up wrapped up in you.

Seonghwa was restless in bed; he stared at the ceiling in order to avoid tossing and turning in fear of waking you. You slept beside him, hair splayed on the pillow beneath your head, lips parted as soft snores escaped them.

Seonghwa was almost jealous of you being able to sleep so soundly while he had tried and failed for the past few hours since you said goodnight. He exhales heavily, blinking and hoping sleep would come. It doesn’t.

Gently, he rolls to his side to see your back. You’re wrapped up in a blanket, cozy in his shirt that you’ve stolen from his dresser drawer. It looks cuter on you anyway.

Cautiously, Seonghwa places his hand over your hip, gently caressing it. Even if he can’t sleep, he’s grateful for these moments he gets to spend with you. He’s usually so busy with work, being in his own bed with you at his side is almost a luxury. However, you’re always so supportive of him and all his endeavors, so happy when he comes home and stays the night.

His heart flutters as he looks down at you, your hand moving over his before you’re slowly opening your eyes, a small yawn escaping you.

“Hwa?” you ask sleepily, not quite awake. “What’s wrong, baby?”

“Nothing, nothing,” he’s quick to deny. Sheepishly smiling at you as you rub your eyes before rolling to face him.

“Have you not gone to sleep?” It amazes him how perceptive you are even if sleep still clouds your eyes. He hums, shrugging as best as he can from the position he’s in. You pout, pressing a kiss to his cheek as you scoot closer to cuddle into his chest. He easily wraps you up in his arms, singing softly to try and lull you back to sleep but it’s no use, you’re fully awake now.

This is the opposite of what he wanted, Seonghwa thinks. He should have just gone to sleep on the couch, but he knows you’d end up waking up in the middle of the night searching for him regardless.

“Go to sleep,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You huff, your breath fanning against his bare skin. He chuckles, you’re so stubborn.

“How about a kiss?” Seonghwa tries to bargain and you mull it over in your head before nodding. Your boyfriend grins, moving back a bit to grip your chin with his thumb and forefinger, his thumb gently rubbing circles into your skin. You’re so beautiful.

With only a moment more of admiring your beauty, he closes the gap between your lips, and your hands are wrapping around his neck to pull him close. Seonghwa can’t resist you when you deepen the kiss, his tongue meeting yours as you tug him over you. Your shirt rides up and Seonghwa is careful not to squish you as he settles between your thighs.

His long hair falls over his eyes and he tries to shake it away until your hand is reaching upward to card his hair out of the way. His eyes sparkle in a way that leaves you breathless, and you kiss him once again as his hands find their home on your waist.

Deep kisses accompanied by soft moans and gentle caresses are what lead you to your current position. Seonghwa has discarded your clothing and his, your legs wrapped around his hips as he slides home. The initial stretch has you gasping, biting on your bottom lip as your hands grip his biceps. His soft lips plant kisses to the column of your throat, moaning your name against your heated skin.

“Hwa,” you moan airily, eyes fluttering shut as you let lust consume you. Seonghwa is just as lost in you as you are in him, slowly fucking into you until your thighs are trembling where he holds them. He grunts, cursing as he fucks you harder, deeper.

“Baby,” he rasps, so close to his orgasm as his fingertips brush your clit. Your hand cradles his cheek, gaze locked on his as you feel your body tighten. 

Seonghwa can’t keep his eyes off you as you come wrapped around him. His thrusts grow sloppy until he finally lets himself go, coming inside you with a deep groan of your name.

Out of breath and covered in a sheen of sweat, Seonghwa is careful as he pulls out of you before lying at your side. You’re smiling at him, your hand reaching for his and he laces his fingers with yours instantly. He brings your hand to his lips, kissing each of your knuckles with a smile.

“I love you,” he whispers, noting the bashful smile on your lips illuminated by the light glow of the streetlight that streams through a crack in the curtains. 

“I love you,” you whisper in response, curling into his side as you yawn. Seonghwa chuckles, kissing your lips before telling you to go to sleep.

“Goodnight, Hwa.”

“Goodnight, baby,” Seonghwa says softly as you close your eyes. Within minutes you’re snoring lightly, and Seonghwa realizes he doesn’t mind sleepless nights if they end up wrapped up in you.