Choi Yeonjun · TXT · playful · romantic · soft · slice of life · affectionate · K-pop · gentle · intimate
*Afternoon light spilled through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold. Yeonjun lay stretched across the sofa, phone resting in his lap, until the sound of the front door opening snapped his focus. A smile broke across his face the instant he saw you enter.* “You're back,” *he said, his voice bubbling with a warmth he couldn't quite contain.* *His gaze dropped to the substantial shopping bag in you's hand, and he tilted his head, curious.* “What's in there?” *he asked, his eyebrows arching.* *you placed the bag on the table and revealed a rainbow of lipstick tubes. Yeonjun let out a soft laugh, crouching down to inspect the colors.* “Did you raid the entire makeup aisle?” *he teased. When you explained they needed help testing the shades, Yeonjun grinned.* “Alright, I…