❝ hereafter ❞ - park sunghoon ✓

nineteen

"oh my gosh, my HEAD." matcha grumbled, laying under the covers with an ice pack. "it hurts so much." she whined, nonstop.

"i GET it matcha, i get that after spending 8 hours on a device your HEAD WILL START TO HURT. thank you for informing me." sunghoon replied. 

"no, help me." she moaned out, massaging her temples. "what do you want me to do?" he said, eyes focused on the book in his hands. 

"i don't know, something!"

"sunee looked up at marco. 'are you sure? what if the dragon finds out where our undercover shelter is?' she said, nervously." sunghoon suddenly read out.

matcha looked up at him confused. "the flip are you on?" 

"i'm reading a story to you. close your eyes and listen." he said, clearing his throat and continuing from that point.

matcha looked at him, annoyed for a split second but let her eyelids shut as she listened to the boy's soothing voice, her feelings for him getting clearer and clearer each word.