Heaven's Cloud || Wonwoo x Reader

7

I set Dumptruck down and gave her one last stroke before cautiously approaching Wonwoo's room.

I opened the door slowly, making sure he knew of my presence in case he needed a bit of privacy. I walked in just in time to see him slip off his shirt and chuck the flimsy material with all his might to the floor.

The light from the doorway dimly lit up his dark room, giving me just enough light to appreciate, I mean, see his toned upper body.

"Uhm... sorry to interrupt but, where will I be sleeping..?"

He turned around just enough to make eye contact with his back still facing me before suggesting, "You could sleep in here if you don't mind sharing a bed... I can't bear sleeping on that couch again,"

I'm guessing he was referring to the night of the party. We should have stayed home.

"You can grab a shirt to sleep in from anywhere I don't care,"

Sleeping in the same bed together wouldn't be such a bad idea now, especially since we both need each other more than ever, even if it's just each other's mere presence.

I grabbed a clean shirt from his drawer and slipped into some comfortable sleeping shorts that I brought from my dorm while Wonwoo was in the bathroom.

Quietly slipping under his cold covers, I pulled out my phone and stared at my beloved account. I prayed to everything, anything, that it wouldn't get taken away from me.

"Put it down, we'll be fine..." Wonwoo's voice rumbled from the doorway, he was fully dressed in a simple band tee and sweatpants. He padded into the room, rubbing his damp hair with a towel.

"I'm just worried about everything right now, sorry..."

"You aren't alone... I swear it's like those thoughts are just eating my brain. We'll pull through together, I know we will," He replied as he slipped in bed next to me, warmth radiating off of him and heating up the cold sheets steadily. His inviting scent came off stronger than it ever had.

I scooted closer to him, wanting to warm up faster but not wanting to make things awkward.

It wasn't until I heard a sniff and felt his arm come up and come back down, supposedly from his face.

"Thank you for letting me bring you here..." His voice was strained and struggling to keep that same stability from earlier.

Just the sound of his crying made me want to let it out all over again.

My eyes began to sting with tears and my throat felt as if it was tightening.

"I just- I don't know if I could even think about sleeping tonight without you, this bed is so cold and empty..." His breathing became ragged and his sniffling more frequent, quiet sobs falling from his lips.

My heart ached at his words, along with the constant reminder of what I walked in on. How much time and money I wasted on him just for it to end like this.

"Wonwoo I-" I choked on my sudden tears.

He shifted suddenly, rocking the bed with his rough movements, and wrapped his sturdy arms around me, pulling me unbelievably close to his body.

His warmth surrounded me, the constant rackets of our sobbing filled the room.

"It hurts, Y/N... it hurts so fucking bad..."

His grip on me tightened with each sob that fell off his lips as I gripped onto his shirt, my own tears soaking the material as I trembled under his hold.

We never thought we'd see each other like this.

I wished I could give him a word, but my endless tears and relentless crying wouldn't let me. Instead, the words were caught in my throat.

I don't know if I wanted revenge or just more closure. I couldn't tell what I wanted, but Wonwoo was all I needed at the moment.

After what seemed like hours passed, our sobs simmered down to simple hiccups and occasional sniffs.

Wonwoo's hand stroked my hair soothingly while I had an arm draped over his torso, my head continued buried in his chest. The action was so simple yet it helped calm me down like never before.

"Sorry you had to see me like this..."

I sniffled before responding, "No, it's fine, we both needed to let it out. Trust me, it's a million times better than bottling it up,"

"This is nice..." Wonwoo commented as his hand continued its ministrations on my hair.

"I agree. Remind me why we've never cuddled before?"

He chuckled, "I'm not sure, I guess we weren't to this degree yet,"

"Maybe..." I mumbled before turning around, facing my back toward him.

"Hey, what's that all about?" He fussed.

I rolled my eyes, knowing he couldn't see, "We can still cuddle, y'know. They're called positions~"

"Ugh, don't word it like that, you're making this weird," He complained before scooting closer and snuggling me from behind, his arm coming from under my arm and in front of my chest.

I took his hand and clutched it to my chest, as if it were my prized possession, before scooting back to snuggle deeper into his inviting warmth.

"Hey watch it! Or else I'm making you sleep on the couch!" He exclaimed suddenly.

It took me by surprise, not sure what the cause of his sudden outburst was.

"Sorry?" I replied as I held onto his arm a little tighter.

"I'm so glad I have you," Wonwoo commented from behind me as he held my hand in his, his head buried into the back of my neck and his soft exhales tickling me.

"I don't know what I'd do without you," I replied, my puffy eyes feeling heavier by the second.

I took in a deep breath, taking in the soapy scent of the clean sheets with a hint of Wonwoo's warm, familiar fragrance before I fell asleep.

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