Hаn Jіsung

You and Jisung had been living together for a long time, but it was simply impossible to get used to his incredible tactility.
Khan constantly needed your attention, hugs and presence nearby.

Because of the pouring rain, you were allowed to work from home. All day, Han tried his best not to disturb you: he tiptoed around and patiently waited for evening.
But when the clock hands passed eight, and you were still sitting at your desk in the bedroom, his patience finally snapped.

At first, Jisung simply walked quietly into the room, collapsed onto the bed, and silently watched you, propping his chin on the pillow. Ten minutes later, he rose silently and began to gradually creep closer.
At first he just lightly touches your leg.
Then he sits down close and lays his head on your shoulder, sighing heavily and demonstratively.

And then he reaches out and decisively closes your laptop.

-Khan!- you exhale indignantly, turning to him.

Jisung just looks up at you with his big, sleepy eyes and quietly, with touching resentment, says:
-You loved me too little today.