[1:00am]
☆ Genre: Domestic, fluff
☆ Warnings: None
☆ Request: No
☆ Characters: Chan, Y/N
☆ Word Count: 0.3k
Chan and Y/N erupted into a fit of hushed giggles. The couple were tucked up in their bed, Y/N's head against a propped up pillow and Chan's head nestled into the crook of her neck. With his nose pressed up against her skin and his muscular arm draped over her torso, Chan couldn't keep the content smile off of his face. His wife had an arm around his shoulders, Y/N's hand stroking through Chan's messy curls with her soft touch, while her other hand propped up her book which she rested on top of her chest. She had reached the end of the page and in trying to flip it over, the book unbalanced and flopped onto Y/N's face.
“Wow,” Chan commented through his chuckles. “So elegant. So much flair. So - “
“Shut up,” Y/N's shoulders shook with mirth as she pulled the book off of her face. Deciding there was no point in continuing her reading, the woman closed it and reached over slightly before placing her book onto the bedside table.
“Finally,” Chan hummed as she replaced her other arm around him. “You're all mine again.”
“You say that as if I haven't been cuddling you for the past hour,” Y/N laughed. She shifted slightly, as did Chan, and she rubbed the man's bare back. He snuggled further into her, his legs draping over hers and his smile warm against her chest.
“One arm doesn't count,” Chan hummed as her fingers began to run slowly up and down his shoulder blades. “Stupid book. Taking my cuddles away from me.”
“Oh my God,” Y/N sighed dramatically, making her husband laugh all over again. “Fine. I won't read again.”
Chan lifted his head and flashed his soft smile at her. “Hey, you can read. Just … without holding the book ...”
He trailed off into another fit of giggles and Y/N couldn't help but cup his face and place a loving kiss over his lips.
