𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟐 | 𝐟𝐢𝐧.

jin

"Shh, stop fussing. I'm just braiding your hair."

You smile, biting your cheek in an attempt to stop yourself from screaming. You stare at his reflection through the tv, admiring the way his face contorts into one of pure concentration yet still manages to flatter him in the best way possible. His fingers sift through your locks, tugging ever so gently.

You close your eyes, humming in happiness when he softly begins singing. His voice is sweet, like honey but soulful. He gets lost in the song and abandons your hair, closing his eyes to help him reach certain notes.

Your mouth falls open as you turn, internally melting onto the floor at the sight. He brings the song down, barely whispering the last line, the tone almost heartbreaking. His eyes open, a smile making its way onto his face. You slowly applaud, blinking back tears.

"Damn, I ruined your braid." He frowns, ruffling your hair. You swat his hands away and climb into his lap, resting your head on his chest.

"Sing again."