《p1harmony files》playing with their hair | Keeho, Theo
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⁀➷Keeho:
Keeho threw himself on the bed, not even minding his soaking wet hair shamelessly leaving dark patches on your pillows and his peel-off mask sticking to everything that it was getting around. Regardless, you couldn't be mad at him, especially knowing how hard he had been working that day to make his fans happy. You took this opportunity to let your eyes travel up and down, admiring each and every single one of his features.
"Woaah!" his body sunk into your sheets. "It's comfy, I'll stay here for the rest of my life." he stated.
"Not so fast Stephen, that's mine."you pointed your finger forward, to which he responded with turning his whole body around, now only showing his bottom half, almost like mocking you.
"Not anymore."
You couldn't see him but you could still picture that wide smile shining up on his face as he managed to tease you in his own, loving way.
"Can't we share?" you took a few steps forward, holding your laughter back.
"Now that you offered..." he turned back around and opened his arms. "Come here."
"No, actually you come here..."you plopped down on your bed too, pulling his head on your lap, caressing the part of his forehead, that wasn't completely covered with his beauty mask.
You could already feel your sweatpants taking your pillows' place but you didn't mind his hair painting it black, as long as you could see that precious smile that was one of your boyfriend's own charms.
"What is it?"he reached up with his hand, leaving gentle strokes on your cheeks and chin. That adoring little smile didn't leave his face for a second.
You didn't bother to respond. You never had a good answer for that, at least you couldn't say anything that crossed your mind at that exact moment. You wanted to tell him so badly how you felt, you needed to make sure he knows how much you cherished every moment you were able to spend with him.
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Without mumbling out a single word, you took his head into your hands, enjoying the sight of him snuggling up to you even more as you curled the locks of his hair around your fingers one by one. You couldn't even imagine anything more peaceful than this. It was only you and him in the most simple situation a couple experiences, yet the butterflies you felt flying back and forth in your stomach wouldn't leave you alone for a second. The fondness you felt for him made you weak and vulnerable but when you actually thought it through, you realised, with him, you were stronger than ever.
"Do you love my hair that much?"he took your hands off of his scalp, still looking up, straight into your eyes and interlocked his fingers with yours.
"No."you whispered, throwing a light smile.
"Then what is it, for real?"he giggled cutely.
You still couldn't wrap your head around the fact that this was the same man, who stole thousands of fans hearts with looking the way he does, being the leader of a group, everything he was...no one would know how desperately he loved getting the warmth from you that he deserves and how this kept him going on the road he choose for himself.
"Nothing. I just love you, that's it."you leaned closer, but as soon as you realized what you just said, you pulled away instantly, covering your eyes. You weren't sure if you wanted to see his reaction to this. It wasn't rare for you to express your feelings for each other openly but this time, it was different.
"No, you can't go back on this."he sat up, finally turning the affection-train around, leaving kisses all over your face.
"I wasn't planning to."you smiled sheepishly.
He left one last kiss on your lips, then buried his face into the crook of your neck.
"I love you too. Just saying."
From his expression only, you couldn't tell if he was just tired, about to cry or maybe even both. His eyes widened as you walked into the room. Rubbing his cheeks and nose a little too hard, he lowered his head, avoiding to make eye contact with you. And you suddenly knew, at least had an idea about what had happened.
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You took a few steps closer, sitting on the edge of his bed, trying to catch his gaze but you failed hard as he still refused look up.
"Did something happen?"you asked softly, reaching out to hold and squeeze his hands.
"I screwed up during today's recording session."he confessed. He didn't even need to tell you how much this upset him, the breathy, shaky tone of his voice set everything out instead.
"Is it about the note you told me about earlier?"
"I couldn't hit it. I still can't. I used to be able to do that, but now..."
You cut his speech by climbing onto his bed then pulled him into a hug. You sat down on your ankles and let him lay his head on your shoulder, his nose lightly poking your neck.
His breathing slowly started to tone down as he probably wasn't on the verge of tears anymore. He seemed so peaceful, that's why you couldn't hold yourself back anymore and let your admiration towards him be shown by taking his colorful strands of hair in between your fingers.
You could feel his body sinking into you, and him getting lost in your embrace, while you kept caressing the top of his head and the hair on it. You lightly chuckled at the thought of your boyfriend being called a unicorn earlier as it only made you adore him much more.
"You can take a rest, you know?"you drew small circles on his back, quite near his spine. "Not a single person can be perfect all the time. You don't need to be either."
"I know, but the fact that I can't do something I need to do makes me so upset and angry. I just don't know what to do anymore, Y/n..."
"Try to rest a little bit, mh?" you kept playing with his hair, leaving a few pecks on his forehead.
"I could use some quality sleep actually."
A quiet yawn escaped his lips as if it was there only to give some depth to his statement. The sudden urge to make him feel safe and loved came in waves, and you couldn't resist planting another kiss on his head and wrapping your arms around his body, enjoying that small, relieved sigh coming from him.
"Did we just swith places in this relationship?"he mumbled, his words getting blurry as he was already falling asleep.
"Is it that bad?"you giggled.
"I'd love to be comforted like this everyday."he pecked the side of your neck lightly.
His lips were only brushing the sensitive skin on your neck but it was enough for your heart to flutter. He didn't say a word but even with his eyes closed and his finally relaxed expression, you could see that adorable smile sneaking up on his face as he noticed how he made you feel with his small actions. He loved that more than anything.
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surprise! I know it's been such a long time since I sat down and actually wrote something but here we are now. I hope you enjoyed reading, because to be honest I nearly even gave myself butterflies with these and I'm kinda out of words right now.
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thank you for being here, and for the 7K+ reads, omg I still can't believe it. okay bye I'll stop talking now, have a good day everyone!
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