Jung Hoseok

I scrunch my nose toss on the pillow. My hand moving and hitting something.

I'm the sleepy State of mind where I didn't wake up yet but I can already sense what's happening around me.

Something is different. I slowly open my eyes and lay confused a bit.

I move my fingers to realize they are lying on something hot. And that hot thing is Taehyung chest moving up and down as he's breathing.

I'm laying next to him. Like right next to him. His face is centimeters away from mine and I can feel his hot breathe.

How did this happen? Did I fall asleep.

His hand is around my hip, having a tight grip on it. I gulp down being scared to move.

" Taehyung." I move him gently. He doesn't move away his eyes and looks at me.

He growls annoyed and wraps his hands around my body.

" Shh." He mumbles sleepily.

My heart beats like I'm running a race.

" Please, let me go, Taehyung."

" No." He says in a deep voice that makes me freeze.

" P- please, I need to.....pee."

I use the lamest excuse in history. He huffs something and his hands fall of me.

I slide of the bed, right on the floor and try to catch a breath. I decided to use his bathroom so he doesn't think I'm running away.

Which I am.

His bathroom looks different from mine. Three in one shampoo, one soap. Of course, expensive cologne.

Why does it look like exactly how I imagined it?

-

I come back to the bedroom and he is looking at me.

" Good morning. Let's have a breakfast." He says in a raspy voice and gets up.

" Oh good morning." I try to fix my hair," I should change my clothes. And the make-up." I must look like a clown with the smudged make up.

" Sure. Meet me downstairs." I Walk out of his bedroom with long steps. We slept in the same bed and he hugged me. This is getting serious.