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“Taki. Baby. Why are you sniffing me?”
After finishing your chores early on, you decided to wait for Taki by lazing around on the couch for the majority of the day with entertainment from your phone.
When your boyfriend finally came home from a late practice, he took the liberty of free-falling onto you and laying all of his weight on your body.
“Oof! Takiiiiiii~~~” You whined with a near gasp. You were barely able to keep your phone in your grip with your left hand dangling off the couch. “Why are you crushing my airways?”
Dramatic as always, his head shot up with a look of betrayal.
“‘Crushing your airways?’ I’m showing my love!”
“Well ‘your love’ is not letting my lungs work properly so you need to get off.”
Taki didn’t hesitate before incessantly wiggling around on top of you, for what seemed longer than necessary, while letting out little gremlin noises.
By the time he finally settled half on you and half on the couch, your lungs could barely recover from how much you were laughing.
“God, you’re such a worm.”
“Mm, thank you.” He said with a comfortable sigh, placing his head gently near yours and draping his arm across your stomach.
You chuckled while setting your phone down on the side table behind you.
You then brought a hand up to pet his hair, fingers occasionally sifting through the soft brown-blonde oreo strands.
Usual chit-chat occurred as you both cuddled: he told you about his day, practice, and how the boys were doing. You replied with how uneventful yours was and how glad you were to have him home.
The domesticity of your current entanglement was not lost on either of you, and it warmed both of your hearts.
You two stayed like that for an indefinite amount of time, having settled into soft mutters and eyes fluttering in half-sleepiness.
Your hand was continuously moving through Taki’s hair, both parties thoroughly enjoying the soothing action. At this point, your eyes were resting closed and you were unsure if he was even still awake.
Until you felt him shift upwards and gingerly plant his nose in the juncture between your jaw and neck, focusing on the column of skin and inhaling.
Your eyes gradually opened at the sensation, bringing you to this moment.
“No reason; you smell good.” Taki’s words were slightly mumbled as he dragged his nose up and down the side of your neck tenderly. This went on for a couple more seconds before he returned back to the space in between your head and shoulder.
This wasn’t the first time Taki has done this — to you or any of the other members. It was no wonder he was able to identify you all by your scent alone.
You’ve grown more and more used to it when you two started dating.
It was endearing and contributed to the puppy-like image you held of him, much to the chagrin of Maki.
So, you rarely questioned it. And even then, you didn’t get much of an answer besides a nonchalant shrug.
“What do I smell like, pup?” Taki felt his heart jump at the nickname, your words being accompanied by languid strokes up and down his back. You gazed at the top of his head, watching your other hand go on with its ministrations in his hair.
“Like ripe fruit; maybe strawberries and melon?” You hummed.
“Kind of reminds me of summer. Like sunshine, but not sunscreen. Not too strong, but sort of addictive once you notice it. It’s sweet, but not like pastries or candy. It’s not sickly,” he continued. “It’s uniquely you.”
Taki then looked up at you, possibly the first time since he flopped on top of you some hours ago; your hand fell from his head with the motion.
Your breath nearly caught in your chest as you locked eyes.
His eyes seemed more soft than usual, rounder. There was a slight haziness to them, water slightly lining the edges like he was about to cry. The minute redness told you that it was partly from the drowsiness and partially something else.
His lips were naturally pouty and puckered, the rosy pink becoming even more tempting when his tongue peaked out to lick them fleetingly.
You wanted to kiss them so, so badly.
He looked ethereal like this.
You smiled deeply at him, not allowing the shyness to take over, and cupped his cheek in one hand. You resisted the urge to pinch and pull at it like usual, opting to brush your thumb delicately across the soft skin.
“Thank you, love.” You lifted your head off the pillow and slightly craned your neck in order to briefly peck his lips.
Once you pulled back, you observed Taki taking a moment to seemingly recover from the kiss by blinking numerous times.
He must’ve been really caught off guard to look like a deer in headlights.
Such an adorable deer.
He then mirrored your expression with a growing grin, blush painting his cheeks prettily, though it surely wasn’t any match for your own.
Wordlessly, he adjusted his position to lay on your chest, arms coming to wrap around your waist like you were a teddy bear.
As you went back to caressing his head, quietly humming a random song, you wondered if he could feel the prominent beating of your heart.