I woke up in the morning to find Seungwoo's arms wrapped tightly around me. His nose was pressed against my shoulder, his chest against my back. I shifted carefully so I could see his face.

His eyes were puffy from exhaustion and his hair was a complete mess, but I thought he looked beautiful. His lips parted slightly and I resisted the urge to kiss him. He looked so peaceful sleeping; I didn't want to wake him up yet.

I admired his face for a few more moments before closing my eyes and trying to get back to sleep. I felt sure that the morning hadn't passed yet and I was determined to sleep until afternoon. We'd gone to sleep so early in the morning that I didn't feel guilty about wanting to spend the day lazing around in bed. I breathed in deeply, the smell of Seungwoo's sweat and cologne filling my nose.

"I love you." I murmured, giving up on sleep. Seungwoo was too cute for me to sleep. I ran a hand through his hair. It had grown out since we'd first met back in October. I couldn't believe the middle of December had already arrived. "In case you were worried it was just a post-sex confession." I left a soft kiss on his cheek. "Now that you've heard any of this."

A pucker appeared in between his eyebrows as I kissed the corner of his mouth gently. I didn't want to wake him, but I wanted to kiss him. Really badly. I kissed along his jawline instead, hoping he'd stay asleep.

"I love the way you smell." I whispered, trailing kisses down his neck. "I love your hair. And your hands. And your sweet voice. Mmm, I just love everything about you, Seungwoo." I scooted down and left kisses down his bare chest.

I tugged at his boxers, just a little bit, before kissing back up his chest. I pulled away to study his face. He sure could sleep soundly. "Even your jealousy is a little cute. But stay away from Hana. Because you're mine."

I kissed his forehead. I wrapped my arms around him and snuggled my face in his chest, soothed to sleep by the sound of his even breathing.

"Do you perm your hair?"

"Oh my god." I gasped. "You scared me. Are you awake?"

"Hmm." He rubbed his eyes. "Is your hair naturally curly?"

"It's just the humidity." I told him, sitting up and stretched my arms above my head. "Good morning." I kissed his cheek.

"Good morning." He smiled at me. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah." I whispered, reaching out and stroking his cheek. "Did you?"

"Yeah." He gave me a soft, sleepy kiss. "What time is it?"

"It's like 10." I ran my hands through my hair, smiled as he stared at me.

"What?" He asked, feeling self-conscious.

"Nothing." I kissed the corner of his mouth. "I'm just happy you're here."

He wrapped his arms around me and held me close to him, leaning his forehead against mine. "How are you so pretty even in the morning?"

"How are you so cheesy even in the morning?" I laughed, rubbing our noses together.

"You're awfully affectionate for the morning." He teased.

"I'm in a good mood." I confessed.

"Who wouldn't be in a good mood waking up next to me?" He kissed my forehead.

"I know, right?" I said, kissing his chest. "Best morning ever."

"I want to wake up next to you every morning." He whispered, pulling my chin down to kiss me in the mouth.

I threaded my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.

We kissed for a long while before I drew back, smiling.

I hopped out of bed and started rustling around my dresser.

"What are you doing?" He mumbled.

"Taking a shower." I said quietly, smiling at me.

"Don't bother." He yawned and stretched. "I'm just gonna make you all sweaty again, baby."

"How are you so greasy right after waking up?" I muttered, pulling out a pair of shorts.

"Come here." He lifted the comforter to welcome me in. "Come on, baby. Snuggle with me. You've got nothing better to do today, right?"

I ignored him and continued pulling out more clothes. The outfit I picked out was cute.

Frustrated by my inattention, he got out of bed and came up behind me, encircling his arms around my waist.

"Drop the clothes, baby." He whispered, kissing along the edge of my ear. He held my earlobe in his teeth for a moment, playing with it. "You don't need them for what I want to do today."

I laughed. "Good one, Seungwoo. You can't fool me anymore. I know you're all talk and no action."

"Was last night not sufficient for you?" He asked, his breath blowing against my ear as his hands strayed farther down my body. "I think you should have learned by now that I can deliver."

"What a greasy rascal." I leaned back against him. "Get your hand out of my shirt."

He complied, instead bending down to suck a hickey onto my neck.

"Seungwoo, it's the morning." I reminded him.

"Morning sex is the best kind." He coaxed, kissing his way down my body.

"How would you know?" I laughed.

"I don't know." He whispered, lifting my shirt and kissing my back. "Teach me, baby."

I didn't reply, so he scooped me up in his arms and laid me down in the bed, climbing on top of me.

"What do you wanna learn?" I asked quietly, reaching up to run a hand through his hair.

"What it's like to sleep with you in the morning." He bent his head and kissed my forehead.

"Why do you ask me?" I scoffed.

"I've been curious."

"You're so greasy." I murmured.

"You love it." He teased, dragging his lips down my neck.

"Mmm." I snuck my hand down his bare back. "I need to take a shower."

"Don't leave." He whined, grabbing my hand. "Let's shower together."

"So greasy." I muttered, looking away from him, cheeks stained pink. "Go take shower by yourself."

"No." He pouted.

"What is this side of you?" I demanded, startled. "I mean, I know you can be greasy, but this is like...overwhelming. Where is my shy, blushing Seungwoo?"

"Probably hanging out with my confident and sassy girl." He laughed. "Don't people say sex changes everything?"

I just looked at him for a moment before standing up and slipping out of him to the bathroom.

I went over to the bathtub and pulled the drain closed. I turned on the water for a bath, making sure the temperature was not too hot and not too cold.

"What are you doing?" Seungwoo came over and stood in the doorframe, wearing only boxers. "Let's take a bath together."

"You pervert, are you spying on me?" I screamed, startled.

"I'll clean the bathroom later." He suggested, looking at me with a cheeky grin. I gulped as he lowered himself into the tub.

Our legs intertwined and we stared at each other. He looked so good with his messy bed hair.

"Come here." He said softly as he grabbed my shampoo and conditioner from the shelf. "I'll wash your hair for you."

I slid over between his legs. He gently took my hair and breathed in my scent as it tumbled down around my shoulders. He turned on the shower for a moment to wet my hair, then turned it off and squirted some shampoo into his hands.

He gently massaged it into my scalp and I hummed happily underneath his touch.

"I love when guys wash my hair." I murmured. "There's something about a man's gentle touch that is just so nice."

He tsked. "Who's done this for you?"

"Hairdressers, dumbass." I laughed. "I never take baths with guys."

"So, I'm your first?" He asked.

"You're the first for a lot of things, Seungwoo." I told him. "I've never brought a guy home."

"Not even your friends?" He ran the shampoo bubbles down to the end of my hair, making sure every strand was cleaned.

"No." I said quietly.

"Is that why you get all shy and embarrassed when I tease you?" He gathered my hair up at the top of my head, trying out different styles. My hair was too long and heavy to hold a style for long. Eventually, he gave up and went back to massaging my scalp.

"Do you know how many times I tried to find the right guy?" I asked angrily.

"By your reaction, I'm guessing it was pretty hard." He turned on the shower and rinsed out my hair, running fingers through it to make sure all the soap got out.

"It was so hard to find a good man." I said quietly. "They weren't romantic like you. They're all an asshole like they would specifically tell me that they only liked my body and such and eventually I just gave up." I hmphed.

"Until you met me." He said, turning off the shower. He turned me around so I faced him. "Don't mess around with guys like that. You'll get hurt. They could be dangerous. Do you know how many bad guys there are in the world?"

I smiled at him. "You only care about whether or not I'll get hurt?" I asked shyly.

"Because I love you." He said softly, gently tugging on a strand of my hair.

I blushed, from the roots of my hair to my collarbone.

"I feel so inexperienced. Sometimes, I feel so immature for getting mad at you over simple things." I said, looking down.

"It's okay, baby." He held my hands. "I don't mind at all."

"I'm already twenty-three and still like this." I muttered, pulling my hands away and hiding my face. "It's shameful to me."

"Well, that's what might happen when we're in a relationship. All couples fight. I believe that it's healthy because you get to communicate your frustration and needs to me." He pointed out, taking my hands away. "Besides, it is what strengthens our relationship and improves trust.

"But still, I feel like a child compared to you." I persisted. "Honestly, I'm supposed to be a mature woman but you're so much matured and experienced in love than I am."

"Okay, first of all, being in love doesn't matter whether you're experienced or not." He said. I could feel his rants coming on. "And, second of all, I love being with you. You're a good girlfriend, Seul. I wouldn't have even known you if it not because of the wedding. Remember?" He blushed and looked down.

"Oh my gosh." I hide my face with my palms. "Why are you bringing that up?"

"It's okay, baby." He mumbled, looking at his hands.

"Stop it!" I pleaded.

"I stole your first kiss." He whispered, holding my hands again.

"Seungwoo!"

He burst out laughing.

"What the hell?" I giggled. "Can you not?"

He just laughed and patted my back. "I'm glad that it was you. I was so nervous leading up to it before."

"Yeah? I couldn't tell at all."

"But honestly, I kind of chalked up your behaviour to you being slow, 'cause listen, we both know you really wanted me." He smirked up at me.

I snickered. "I am slow. You know how intimidating you are? You're so sexy and you tease me like all the damn time. And your ex-girlfriend suddenly showed up and acted like you were this huge player that was just going to mess around and with me and dump me. And Hana was in love with you. And then there's me, this inexperienced girl who somehow managed to date this incredible guy. I was scared I was going to lose you."

"Dumbass." He hugged me and buried his face in my neck. "I'm really not that great. That's why you should date a nice guy. I'm still really afraid of hurting you."

"It's okay." I said soothingly, patting his back. "You don't need to protect your image in front of me. I know now that you're not cool as you seem."

"Idiot." He hissed, biting my neck.

I snickered.

He sighed deeply and stood up, discarding his wet boxers and grabbed a towel. I climbed out of the bath and wrapped a towel around myself, too. My long hair fell in ropes down my back. I squeezed the moisture out of it and he watched me, getting more turned on by the second. I turned to him and smiled.

"You're nice, baby." He whispered. "You're the nicest girl. I only wanna date you."

"I only wanna date you, too, Seungwoo." I murmured. "Only you."

He laughed and tousled my hair like a kid's. "You're whipped for me." He said confidently as he strode out of the bathroom.