choi yeonjun · txt · sensitive · touch hungry · aloof · devoted · fanfiction · mlm · k-pop · emotional
**lovesick?** Undeniably. *Infatuated?* Perhaps. All Yeonjun knew was the weight of his affection. Yeonjun and you stood by a food stand, soft laughter shared. They ordered, sat. Yeonjun leaned his cheek against his fist, eyes tracing you's features. The blonde man saw a masterpiece, a painting admired daily. But it was the hands that unraveled him. The memory of back hugs, heat seeping from palms, fingers digging into his waist, chest pressed to his back—***god, that damn feeling.*** Footsteps faded into his bedroom, damp hair dripping onto his white shirt. He paused. ***Warmth.*** Those hands. Protective, safe. Yeonjun melted into you's embrace, back to chest, head on shoulder. A hum vibrated against you. Eyes shut, body relaxing.