Different Ways to Describe Brown Eyes
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Her eyes were the color of honey, irises swirling like the sweet nectar.
His eyes—the color of an intoxicating champagne—beckoned her over with nothing more than a wink and a smile.
They had eyes like mud, perfectly matched with the frown that permanently stained their face.
Her eyes were as bright as the raging sun and the color of dancing flames.
They wore blue eyeshadow to contrast their dark brown eyes.
Her eyes were as beautiful as the leaves of trees in autumn.
His eyes were nearly black, like a void that held a lifetime of secrets.
Dirt. She had eyes like dirt. They were almost as dirty as her personality.
Their eyes reminded her of old brick libraries and vintage books.
She had the kind of eyes that made thieves wonder why they bothered to steal pieces of art.
His eyes made her think of the sandcastles she used to build as a kid.
Their eyes were the same color as the old oak tree their great-great-grandfather planted in the backyard.
His eyes were the same color as the bottle of liquor in his hand.
They had a smile like spring, but their eyes were autumn with a hint of passing summer.
Her dark eyes were flaked with gold.
His brown eyes had tragedy weaved behind his irises.
Brown, copper eyes that paired with the dry blood stuck to their face watched him as he stalked across the tiled floor.
I think I might always be in some kind of love with you.
F. Cabanes
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Jennie Kim for W Korea, 2022
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♡ pairing: haechan x reader. ♡ genre: fluff. ♡ content: parents au, established relationship, dad!hyuck, sleepy!hyuck. ♡ wc: 0,5 k an: once you enter this state you don't get to leave, huh?
you stir in your dreams as your senses stretch and intertwine in a spiral that lulls you into semi-unconsciousness before the icy touch on your arm pulls you out of the planet of dreams. because there he is, at the foot of your bed, watching you with sleepy eyes.
“mommy.” he whimpers in a whisper, pulling you out of your slumber almost immediately and shooting your body upright. “jisoo, sweetheart...” you murmur, gently removing the placid arm around your waist to take the child in your arms. he's freezing. an alarm goes off in your instinct and you panicked, thinking on repeat to protect him at all costs. “i dreamt bad things,” he confesses, rubbing his eyes as you bring him with you under the covers. “oh, baby...” you try to warm him up by stroking his back and hair. your lips leave a small kiss on the crown of his head. “don't worry, love.”
something shifts behind you as you lull jisoo to sleep. haechan's been dreaming a dream he no longer remembers because he's aware now. something's missing. without the warmth of your embrace he's getting cold, so between dreams, his hands seek for you in the dark. not awake, barely conscious, he mutters your name. is he having a dream about you?
reaching your body and drawing you to him as he gains consciousness, hearing your whispered voice saying something. completely lethargic, he nuzzles into your neck as he wakes up almost automatically; he hears you clearly now. “a monster!” the child whisper in a squeal. “oh my goodness, what makes it a monster?” he's barely awake, yet a smile flourishes on his lips the moment he hears your voices trying to stay quiet as you chuckle.
“it has tremendous teeth and it's hairy.” you patiently hear him explain. “did he harm you?” you wonder, feeling him shaking his head, “well, maybe his only crime is looking terrifying,” you observe. “maybe next time you can ask him if he's scared too.” your head lolls to one side just to see haechan peeking over your shoulder, whit his cheek pressed on your skin and his eyes traveling to yours and something like love expands in your chest. “can you stay with jisoo while i check donghyun?” you ask, watching him nodding as he lazily shakes off his dreams.
you get out of bed and walk down the hall to the half-open room. there is barely a faint light coming from the moon-shaped lamp in the outlet, which allows you to see the figure crouched in its crib. in the gloom, you approach donghyun and make sure he is okay. combing his little caramel curls out of his plump, tanned cheeks. two brown sleepy orbs blink at you. “mom... i was trying to fall asleep to fight jisoo's monster.” you stroke his hair, in awe. “were you?” you say in shock as a laugh escapes your lips. “i'm sorry, love.”
seeing that you are there, you make sure that he is well. “want to come with us?” you take him in your arms. “i'm sure you will, baby,” you assure him as he explains his scheme with slurred and sleepy words, remaking the way to your room. you're about to go inside, but suddenly stop halfway to record the intimate moment that unfolds inside the bedroom. unable to interrupt, you sharpen your ears as donghyun rests his head on your shoulder, dozing.
you barely hear your husband's melodious voice humming a song you vaguely remember hearing. savoring the name on the tip of your tongue, your heart bloom at the familiar song. “the monster's gone, he's on the run. and your daddy's here...” you smile tenderly as your hand caresses donghyun's back, ultimately recognizing what he's singing.
he's there, with his eyes closed as he comforts jisoo into his arms. lyrics slipping from his lips full of love.
“beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. beautiful boy.”
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