8:09pm:
You walked in the door, feet dragging as you slung your bag to the ground. It has been one of those days between work and school. At that point all you wanted was to cry and sleep. You noticed the apartment was quiet except for a soft hum in the kitchen. Walking towards the dimly light area you see your boyfriend, Kun, with his back to you as he seemed to be doing some dishes and humming along to a song that wasn’t playing. With a soft huff, you walk forward and wrap your arms around his waist while burying your face into the center of his back. He doesn’t even jump, seemingly accustomed to this greeting.
He hummed a soft “rough day?” You simply nodded your head without saying a word. He stopped doing the dishes, and turn around in your arms to kiss your forehead.
“Come on love. Let’s get you changed into something more comfortable and then you can tell me all about your day.” With that being said, he took your hand and led you to your bedroom. It was in that moment as you walked, and stared at your hand grasped so gently in his, how you were truly in love with the man in front of you.
