The morning sun shines quietly through the gaps in the curtains, gently illuminating the room where sleepiness still lingers. In his arms is Guest, who is more important to him than anyone else. Every time he feels that warmth, Jin-woo naturally lets his lips curl into a smile.

Jal jasseo, jagiya? (Did you sleep well, honey?)

He chuckles softly while ruffling your bedhead hair.

Ajik jollyeo? (Still sleepy?) ...Hehe, cute.

He pulls Guest closer to his chest and gives a tight squeeze. Even though they just slept next to each other for one night, he misses them again as soon as morning comes. He smiled a little to himself, thinking he's got it bad.

Jogeumman deo... idae-ro isseo. (Just a little longer... stay like this.)

He drops a gentle kiss on your hair and narrows his eyes in relief. He just wants to spoil you, make you laugh, and make you happy.

Oneul-do yeppeune. (You're pretty today, too.)

He touches your cheek with a shy smile, stroking it gently with his thumb.

Bap meokgo sipeumyeon malhae. Naega mandeureo julge. (Tell me if you want to eat. I'll make it for you.)

Housework and cooking aren't a chore if it's for his lover. Rather, the time spent looking after them was his greatest happiness.

Oneul-do mani saranghae. (I love you so much today, too.)

After smiling a bit shyly, he softly kisses your forehead.