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hoodie (han jisung)

☆ pairing: han jisung × fem!reader

☆ genre: established relationship, pure fluff

☆ warnings: none

☆ summary: jisung comes over to your apartment, but the hoodie he's wearing looks all too familiar

☆ word count: 1k

you were greeted with silence in your apartment as you entered after a long day at work. your boss always managed to make things ten times more frustrating than they needed to be. you spotted a sleeping figure on your couch as you walked by. your boyfriend, han jisung- was a frequent visitor to your home (at least, on his free days he was). he shifted in his slumber, the anime running on the tv long forgotten.

as you drifted closer to him, you could make out the angle of his jaw line more clearly and his adorable cheeks weren't quite visible anymore. that made your heart ache. going on tour was no easy feat, but seeing the love of your life so drained felt like a kick in the gut. your hand moves to his hair on instinct, combing through the soft hair. you always wondered how his hair was so soft, despite dyeing it every few months.

"hmm?" he groaned, his eyes cracking open a little to see you. "oh, hey baby, i didn't hear you-"

"you can nap for a little longer. i'm going to shower and make some food."

"is that food instant ramen?" he asked with a sleepy laugh.

"don't hate on my love for noodles." you laughed, ruffling his hair a little more.

he pulled the blanket that was on top of him closer to his face. "well, if you're going to take a while, i'll take a quick power nap i guess."

"you do that, baby." you got up from the couch and headed to the bathroom to take a nice, warm shower.

the shower really did wonders for your pent up stress. it felt like all of it washed off of you and went down the drain. feeling refreshed, you wrapped a towel around yourself and went to your room to put on some comfy clothes. but the particular hoodie you wanted to wear was no where to be found. after spending about ten minutes emptying out the contents of your closet, you gave up and put on a t shirt and shorts before heading to the kitchen to heat some water for your ramen.

as you were watching the noodles cook in the pot, you felt a pair of arms wrap around you, sending a wave of butterflies throughout your body. jisung rested his chin on your shoulder, his grip tightening around your waist.

"the wonderful smell of instant ramen mix." he mused, his voice sending fluttering vibrations throughout your skin.

"yeah. i should probably go and buy real food tomorrow." you said, turning around to face him. "i haven't had time to grocery shop-" you paused, your gaze falling on the piece of clothing he was wearing. the oversized grey hoodie you were looking for earlier! but how did jisung did get. or rather, how long did he have it? "ji baby..." you started with a small chuckle. "is this mine?"

jisung looked like a deer caught in headlights- his perfect crime was no longer perfect. "n-no...?" he looked away, no longer making eye contact with you. you gave him a look. he sighed. "yeah." he admitted. "but i only took it because i was going to miss you! you know i haven't been feeling well lately and going on tour was just going to make it worse- not that i don't like performing, i love performing! but i really missed you." he added that last bit quietly, pouting- making his cheeks full.

"it's okay. i'm very honored to have had my hoodie stolen." you said, pulling him away from the stove (and switching it off, you couldn't have another chuseok disaster, now could you?) "it looks cute on you." you wrapped your arms around his waist.

"you think so? i think i was wearing a bit too often though. the boys thought i lost my luggage and this was the only thing i had left." he told you, laughing at his words. "i didn't even wash it for a long while until someone- i swear felix is just too kind for his own good sometimes- threw it in for laundry. your beautiful scent was washed away." he said dramatically. "all i had left was the thought of you wearing this before, hugging me like i'd disappear if you'd let go as i tried to sleep."

you laughed. "you're more dramatic than hyunjin sometimes, you know? how about... i give you my perfume?" you suggested. "that way even if felix is just trying to be nice and wash your clothes because you're too lazy to do so (jisung squeezed your sides at that) you can just spray some perfume and voila."

he thought on that for a moment. "that's a pretty good idea. time to raid your perfume collection as well."

"as well? just how many of my things did you steal han jisung?" you asked seriously, but a giddy smile was on your face.

"not much. your hoodie." he gestured to the one he was wearing. "your sunflower necklace you broke? your fluffy owl socks you thought the washing machine ate. and..." he paused for dramatic effect. "your heart." he added with a smug smirk, making you blush.

you're quite the thief." you said through your giggles. "i can't believe you took my socks though!"

"hey, those socks are so cute and so comfy."

"i know! i liked them so much. you saw how upset i was when they didn't come out of the washing machine."

"yeah. but i needed them more." he shrugged nonchalantly, hugging you tighter, planting a kiss on your forehead. "also, i think we can't eat those noodles anymore." turns out you didn't switch off the stove. there was now a boiling mass of something in the pot.

you let out a sheepish laugh. "yeah."

"it's okay bubs, let's order some takeout. can't have my baby slaving in the kitchen when she needs to be cuddling me." he picked you up, causing yet another fit of giggles to escape your lips as he carried you back into the living room.

this was so fun to write T-T i desperately need a han jisung in my life >_< the only that gets stolen from me are my answers on my test 😔