spoilers for seven's birth name~ and i prefer using hyun to zen lolol (606 + 707!)
Arms circled around Saeyoung, Hyun can barely hold back his smile as he watches him stir, his relaxed expression and closed eyes knocking a few years off his face. Hyun teases him about the constant bags under his eyes from lack of sleep, but he worries about him really.
He presses a kiss to Saeyoung’s temple, pulling back to see his eyelids flutter open, mild surprise in his amber eyes. His expression softens, but then he’s groaning and covering his face with his hands. “Don’t do that.”
“Look at me while looking like that. It’s morning, for fuck sake. Can’t you be a normal human being and look bad.”
Hyun’s eyes widen and he laughs, tightening his hold around Saeyoung’s waist. “Can’t help being born with this perfect face, babe.”
“Wouldn’t exactly want you to,” Saeyoung mumbles, turning around in Hyun’s hold and kissing him. He runs a hand through Hyun’s hair, fingers pulling out the band that holds his long hair in a constant ponytail. “I can’t quite get used to this.”
“Used to what?” Hyun asks, eyes closed.
“You. Being here. In my bed.” Saeyoung sighs, falling onto his back, staring up at the ceiling with Hyun’s hair band tight around his wrist and the silver strands of his hair still between his fingers. It’s still surreal for him. “I didn’t think we’d ever…”
“Hey,” Hyun sits up slightly, not entirely comfortable as his arm supports him, head in his hand. “You know that I’m not going anywhere, right? I know it took a while to get to this point but… we’re here now.”
Saeyoung laughs, a sound that makes everything seem a bit more lighthearted. “Look at you being all serious about this and shit.”
“When am I not serious? As six zero six-”
“Oh my god.” Saeyoung’s face heats up at the implication of the nickname. “Shut up. Come here.”
Saeyoung pulls Hyun down to him, quickly shutting him up with his own mouth.
good luck jojibear~