For some reason, my fingers only seem to want to type "You're Beautiful" stories. :/ Yeah, this is more like a drabble/character insight than really anything else. Plus, I wanted TK/MN fluff love :D
je t'aime
i am strong when i am on your shoulders
you raise me up to more than i can be
When Hwang Tae Kyung woke up, it was—unsurprisingly—with Go Mi Nyu at his side.
Lately, she had been sneaking into his room late in the night (quite the heart-attack worthy news for her brother) and slinking into the bed with him. For the first three times, it didn't wake him up, but the last time she had gotten careless and knocked into something. Typical Mi Nyu. But she wasn't sleeping, and Tae Kyung had no idea why.
He was hopeless to do anything because Mi Nyu treated it like another simple thing, getting up in the morning and hiding her tired eyes. But he always saw them. He saw her when she was her most vulnerable, the shadows under her eyes pronounced, her body weary with sleep.
Right now, he had to suffer (well, it really wasn't suffering) Mi Nyu's constant attention to him and sudden clinginess. And really, she only clinged when it was night-time. Right now, she had decided to sleep on his chest, so her hands were fisted into the cloth of his t-shirt and her form was pressed close to his. He really couldn't see a way to get up without waking her, so he didn't get up at all, instead deciding to let it go for one day and turning toward her slightly.
His arm may have been falling asleep, but he kept quiet and used his free hand to push away Mi Nyu's stray bangs lightly. His touch was feather-light, like he was never there, but she stirred under it. Tae Kyung froze, wondering if he did something wrong but then she shifted again and a brief smile stretched across her face.
Tae Kyung admitted that he just kept on staring.
He was content with just dong that, it seemed. The room was already bright with the open windows and stark colours, but he was also heavy with sleep. Almost instinctively, he combed locks of his girlfriend's hair through his fingers. He never realized how soft it was, or how small Mi Nyu was. It was a miracle that she was able to fool them for so long—or maybe it was them who didn't want to realize the truth. Mi Nyu looked small in between the broad shoulders of all the other males in the house.
Tae Kyung would not have seen himself doing this last year, but last year, he hadn't met Mi Nyu.
With a small, almost imperceptible smile, he closed his eyes and eased himself into the folds of sleep.
.:.
fin.
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