You heard the doorbell ring and immediately ran to get it, knowing who was on the other side. When you opened it, your boyfriend you'd been dating for at least two years tackled you in a hug.
"Ahhhh, I haven't seen you in so long," Doyoung whined.
"I know! 2 hours is a long time Mr. Kim Doyoung," you teased, pulling him into a hug. He smelled faintly of cologne, and you smiled. That was exactly the scent you had remembered from one you had first met him.
"I picked out a movie, and the popcorn is ready," you told him, and he followed you into the living room to see everything already set up.
He noticed your hair was still wet which meant you had just showered. It was messily styled, and Doyoung smiled before making himself at home on your sofa. You took a seat beside him and held the huge bowl of popcorn in your lap, starting the movie.
You leaned your head on his shoulder, and suddenly Doyoung couldn't focus. He was always usually calm and collected. But now... he was losing it. Your freshly-washed hair smelled of lavender, and the feeling of your arm touching his, set his skin on fire. He noticed how your shirt was barely clinging to your shoulders.
He shifted uncomfortably and tried to pay attention to the movie, but it wasn't really working. Doyoung glanced over at you, your face illuminated by the soft glow of the TV. Your pink lips curled into a smile at certain scenes.
You had noticed Doyoung getting fidgety and tried to keep watching, but finally, you paused the movie to ask him what was wrong. "Are you okay? You keep moving around. Do you need a glass of water or something?"
He crashed his lips on yours. "Doyoung-" you gasped, and he continued kissing you harshly. He lifted you up and pulled you onto his lap, kissing down your neck slowly. You were really surprised. Doyoung rarely kissed you, and if he did, it was always a quick peck on the lips or cheek.
His hands slid under your shirt, the coldness of his hands sending shivers down your spine, and you had to admit that you enjoyed the feeling. He pulled his lips up to your ear. "I love you," he giggled, and you grinned, realizing old Doyoung was back.
"Did I make you uncomfortable?" he asked, biting his lip anxiously. "I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me."
You kissed him again, tangling your hands in his black hair. "I loved it," you blushed hard. "We should have movie night more often."
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