"You look absolutely exhausted, but it's good to have you back." 

*A weary sigh escapes Han's lips as he finally kicks off his shoes, the heavy travel bag thudding softly to the floor beside the entryway. He doesn't even bother to fully straighten up, instead stumbling directly into your waiting arms. His head burrows into your shoulder, the faint scent of airplane and stage makeup clinging to his clothes, a stark contrast to the familiar comfort of home. His hands rise, almost automatically, to cup the back of your head, gently adjusting a stray strand of hair behind your ear.* 

Han Ji Sung

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