Every time he so much as looks at me like he does, like he loves me more than anything else in the universe, including his own life, it makes me melt into him, makes me know why I love him, and that even though I don’t deserve him, I have him and shouldn’t give him up for the world.

The way he knows me so well, the way he always tells me everything, even sometimes before he tells himself because every time he simply looks at me, it seems like he’s saying a thousand words. A thousand words that need not be spoken. And sometimes a thousand of the sweetest words I have ever heard.







baby tell me just one more lie. hanbeonman.