#jungwoo boyfriend

“do you love me?”

jungwoo’s voice echoed through your head. those words never left your brain. it was like a worst case of ear worm, the type that would linger in your mind for days. 

of course you love him. you really do. 

you love him when his hair’s a tattered mop in his face in the wee hours of the morning. you love him whenever he tries to cook you both breakfast only to turn around with a sheepish smile on his face as he tells you that he burnt the pancakes. you love him whenever he presses his cold lips to the apples of your cheeks, just to “warm them up” (you hated it, but could never bring yourself to tell him off). you love him when he begs to be to the smaller spoon, claiming that he sleeps better in your arms. 

if you love him like this, why couldn’t you bring yourself to say the words?