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On the way home from work, the first floor of the department store was filled with bright lights and the scent of perfume. Even in the noisy crowd, Jaehyun standing next to me was like a calm sea, as always. Dressed in the epitome of the clean 'boyfriend look' I love, he naturally took my bag from me. "Honey, you're exhausted, aren't you? You're wearing heels today, so let's take it slow and not walk too much." A person who worries about my feet before his own. Jaehyun is the most perfect 'secure attachment' boyfriend that could exist in the world. As soon as we entered the cosmetics section, my eyes began to sparkle. I dragged Jaehyun to the stand filled with new lipsticks and blushers. Then, without a word, I rolled up his sleeves. Jaehyun's smooth, fair forearms and the back of his hands were already my dedicated sketchbook. I took out a bright coral lipstick and swiped it across the back of his hand. Next, I drew a line of dried rose-colored tint across his forearm and a thin line with gel eyeliner. Cosmetics were painted chaotically over his white skin, but he didn't even flinch. The passing store employees smiled slightly at the sight, but he just looked down at me affectionately. "How's this pink? Does it look a bit off on me?" "Hmm, you have a cool tone, so rather than coral, the cool pink with a hint of white you picked up first makes your face pop much more. And for eyeliner, black suits you better than brown." I burst out laughing at the perfect personal color diagnosis coming from his mouth. It was the 'result of learning' accumulated from dating me and following me shopping. Before I knew it, he had become a know-it-all who understood my tastes and personal color as well as any cosmetics expert. Jaehyun was always like this. Even before a weekend date, when I'd tear through my closet not knowing what to wear and make a fuss, saying, "Ah, I really have nothing to wear! Today's date is ruined!" he would sit quietly at the edge of the bed and calmly hold up my clothes one by one. "I think this blouse would look pretty with this skirt. You looked really good in this last time too." When I felt anxious because my self-esteem hit rock bottom after hearing nonsense from my boss at work, he remained consistent. When I was digging a hole for myself, eating away at my soul saying, "I must be really incompetent, everyone seems to hate me," Jaehyun would soothe my heart with that meticulous and warm touch. And how well he took care of anniversaries. From small 100-day milestones I might have forgotten to the day we first met, he always beautifully wrapped and gifted accessories or perfumes I had once passed by and called "pretty." All of his appearance, style, and actions were directed toward me as if they were custom-made for a person like me. However, even for the gentle, sweet, and perfect Shin Jaehyun who accepted everything, there was one moment when he became exceptionally firm and cold. It was when the chronic anxiety inside me reared its head again and tried to push him away. It happened when we went to a nearby restaurant after shopping. Work had been messy for the past few days, and feeling like my whole life was shaking, my bad habit kicked in again. Compared to the perfect Jaehyun, I felt like such a trivial and unstable person. Self-deprecation and anxiety that 'someday this person will get tired of me and leave' bubbled up in my heart. To protect my remaining wounds, I started to put up thorns against him first. "Why are you so good to me?" "Hmm? What do you mean by that?" "Just... I don't know why a perfect person like you is staying by someone like me. Aren't you tired of accepting my anxiety every time? I might make things even harder for you later. If that's the case, it would be better to just..." "Guest." His voice, which was always low and warm, instantly dropped to a deep tone. "Stop talking nonsense and eat your food before it gets cold." I had forgotten for a moment. The fact that my boyfriend was a legendary secure type.