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early for you, late for others | lee haechan.
Genre: Fluff. | Word Count: 0.5k. | No warnings.
Author’s Note: I suddenly started writing the most random thing and here we are— my brain’s telling me something!!! No time is wasted? Time is precious with the ones you love? Anyway, enjoy!! I love soft Haechan <3
Thinking about Haechan whispering to you that you have to get up for work, but he doesn’t yell or give off the slightest vibe of annoyance from your alarm blaring.
He knows how tired you’ve been from working all week. It’s completely understandable, you’re not the only one.
“Baby…” he says lowly. Your boyfriend is back from the bathroom where he had freshened up for the morning.
You heard everything, but it was comforting knowing he’s there. The toilet flushing, the shower running, the occasional dropping of a product on the floor by accident, his electrical toothbrush and the sound of his house shoes sweeping across the floorboards when he came back to bed.
The mattress sinks in beside you as he sits. He reaches for your phone and turns off the alarm. You only have one set ‘cause you know you can trust that he’ll wake you if you’re ever close to oversleeping.
He smells like coconut. That’s your shampoo.
The two of you usually slept in on weekends, but you’ve both been working overtime due to your work schedules.
“Hyuck, how do you do it?” You groan, peaking at him through half lidded eyes. You slept late, staying up watching your favorite show. It was worth it, yet now you’re as tired as you were when you arrived home from work yesterday.
He’s wide awake. Still in his pajamas after his shower, but wide awake. He doesn’t have to be at work as early as you.
He leans down, lifting his legs onto the bed and scooting his body next to yours, until he’s resting on your pillow with one arm. “What was that baby?”
You turn your head to him. Hair a mess. “How do you get up everyday, get ready and just not procrastinate?”
“Me? Not procrastinate? I think everyone procrastinates—it’s just a matter of how they do it. I’m late to work all of the time, but it’s just ‘cause I’m handling more important things here. He’s smiling. (Fyi: He usually just hangs around as you get ready for work. Sometimes even making you lunches or rambling about the most random things. It’s always a surprise with him, but you love it and miss it when you don’t have it). It just looks like procrastination...especially by the time I get to my job.”
He places his free arm over your waist and gently feels along your soft skin as he speaks. “I get up everyday because you give me the strength to. Everyday isn’t perfect, it can be hard, but I get ready first so I can come back to see my beautiful girlfriend in her most authentic form.”
Haechan looks at you and doesn’t hesitant to physically adore you. His hand comes up to move your frizzy hair out of your face, which is extra volumized this morning, making him laugh. He softly squishes your puffy blushed cheeks together, pressing a kiss to your lips over and over again until you’re giggling into his smooches.
“I love you Hyuck.” You’re fully conscious.
“I love you more y/n.” He’s fully in love.
You reach to kiss him again, “I love you most.”
“Impossible...” He returns, caressing your cheek with his thumb and tracing the curved smile of your bottom lip.
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You have no clue just how quickly he sprints through those doors from work to come home to you, the person on the other side of the door to his heart.
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