*.☽.*
"Stay with me tonight."
My poor heart that had always been weak for him couldn't take the way he's gazing at me with pleading eyes right now. I was also fully aware of his hands around my waist tightly as if stopping me from making even a single step away from him.
There was absolutely no way I could ever leave him like this, so I only contemplated for a few seconds before nodding. Right after my agreement, I saw how relief took over his face as he closed his eyes, his lips forming a subtle smile before leaning his head against my shoulder once more.
***
We were in the living room. He was lying on the couch, fully covered by a thick comforter that I got from his room just a few minutes ago. His temperature was still a little bit high, so I had a wet towel on my hand to wipe his face, hoping it would somehow help cool his fever down. I noticed that he was sweating even if he was slightly shuddering. I got another wet towel to wipe the other parts of his body starting from his neck. Actually, I was a little bit hesitant to do it at first but then I realized now wasn't the right time to entertain my feelings.
I sat on the spare space on the couch next to him as I lowered the comforter down to his stomach so I could wipe his arms. I was doing it both gently and carefully so it wouldn't bother him that much. Then my eyes fell on his chest and noticed that his shirt was slightly damp.
Should I take his shirt off? My mind momentarily lagged at the thought. But then again, I shoved my reluctance because Baekhyun's condition was a priority. However, before anything else, I had to go get another shirt for him, so I hastily went to his room for the shirt and went back as soon as I got it.
"Baek, you have to get changed." I told him so he would be aware of what I was about to do.
I took a deep breath as I gathered all the strength I could muster to pull the upper part of his body. He opened his eyes the moment I had my arms around him and helped me took his shirt off. I was thankful that I was standing and all I could see were his shoulders and arms. I was still distracted though, I took the gray shirt that he was going to change into so he could wear it right away. I sat, facing him to help him pull the shirt down his waist and my traitor eyes lingered at the sight of his abs.
I already felt myself blushing while I moved closer so I could fix his shirt on his back when he suddenly wrapped his arms around me. I wasn't able to say anything, undeniably surprised by his sudden act.
"I'm sorry." He apologized in a weak voice.
My heart sank. He was sick and all but he was still thinking about what happened and I somehow couldn't help but feel a bit sorry that we both had to feel this way right now. I didn't really know what else to say, I knew I wasn't mad at him anymore or maybe I was never really mad at him in the first place. It was just the situation, which I believe he didn't have control over either. I couldn't let him think that I was blaming him when he's all sick and vulnerable in front of me right now.
"It's okay Baek." I replied. "Just promise me you'll get better soon."
He responded with a nod as soon as we broke the hug. I helped him lie on the couch once more and just when I was about to stand to fix his comforter, he urged me to lie next to him.
Again, how would I be able to resist him?
We snuggled against each other on the couch and didn't say anything afterwards. We both stayed in the same position for a while before I closed my eyes and listened to the quiet and eventually nodding off.
***
6:10PM
The first thing I did when I opened my eyes was to check his temperature by touching his forehead. I was somehow relieved with the thought that his temperature seemed to have gone back to normal. When I was about to step away, I felt him grab my hand, making me stop on my feet.
"Don't go." He murmured with his eyes still closed.
My lips formed into a small smile at how gentle he spoke, he even looked vulnerable.
"Baek, I'll go make us dinner. I'll be right back, I promise." I replied, assuring him.
"M'kay." He mumbled as he eventually let go of my hand.
I went straight to the kitchen and started to prepare for dinner. I made another serving of soup for him since he couldn't really eat just any type of food due to his condition. It took me about thirty minutes to finish cooking. I took the food to the living room, woke him up so he could start eating. At first, he told me that he didn't really feel like eating but I insisted. We both sat on the couch facing each other as I feed him. Right after eating, I asked him to take the medicine, which he did without hesitation.
It was almost eight when we decided to go back to his room. We just got inside and I was currently helping him sit comfortably on the bed. He closed his eyes as soon as he was able to rest his head against the headboard.
I sat next to him for a while and just stared at him as I wondered if he often had to deal with something like this all by himself. Then I recalled what Ara said to him a while ago about being the one to take care of him again.
"What is it Baby?" He asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.
I was a bit frazzled for a moment, wondering if I was that obvious. But then again, maybe I was or else he wouldn't ask.
"I was just wondering..." I trailed off as I thought of another thing so we wouldn't have to touch on anything related to Ara.
I saw how his tired eyes met mine as he waited for my answer.
"Where's your guest room?" I blurted, all of a sudden.
His eyes grew wide, staring at me incredulously like I just said the most ridiculous think ever.
"Is this another attempt of you being funny?" He asked in a mild tone.
I blinked my eyes twice and just waited for him to speak one more time because I didn't have any other excuse as to why my creative mind came up with such question.
"No one's sleeping in the guest room." He stated before he coughed.
"B-but I'm a guest here..." I stuttered as I got off the bed. "I should sleep in the guest room." I reasoned out.
He cleared his throat before talking. "No man in his sane mind would let her girlfriend sleep in the guest room when she comes over."
So, I guess we'd end up sharing the same bed again tonight. I should've really seen this coming right? Why did I feel even surprised about the thought?
"C'mon baby, stop making my head hurt even more and just come here."
I didn't move and bit my lower lip.
"Wait." He said looking as if he just remembered something. "Are you scared of me or something?"
"What?" I muttered as he caught me off guard.
"Are you scared that we might do it?" He asked, putting emphasis on his last two words.
I instantly blushed. Hard.
"What are you talking about Byun Baekhyun?" I asked, letting out of a nervous laugh as I silently prayed that he would just drop the topic immediately.
Well, he didn't say anything else. He just continued to look at me but there was an absolute doubt written all over his face. So, I made a move to climb on the bed and sat next to him, desperately wanting him to just forget about what I just said. For some reasons, I couldn't look at him straight in the eye because there was something about the way he looked at me.
"Of course I want to do it."
I gulped the moment I heard him.
"I'd be a hypocrite if I told you that I hadn't been thinking about it." He added and I swear I saw him swallowed right after.
I could feel my heartbeat growing wild behind my chest and I ended up biting my lower lip again as the tension increased between us.
"Ugh, I...I have to get changed." I told him absent mindedly and I knew fully well how foolish I sounded.
I got off the bed once more and turned around, not really knowing where to go.
"Third Closet on the left."
I turned around to face him, immediately throwing him a questioning look.
"Open it when you see it." He instructed casually.
I nodded in response, afraid that any word that would come out of my mouth would only make the situation more awkward.
I went straight to where his closets were located. I could remember how the room looked like. There were several closets but my eyes darted to the particular closet when he shoved me and kissed me the last time. I instantly blushed as the thought as I recalled how that exact kiss felt like. I even stopped on my feet and dedicated a few good seconds thinking about it.
I shouldn't be really thinking about this right after the kind of conversation we just had, right?
"Gosh, Park Hae Won. Focus." I scolded myself as I looked for the third closet on the left.
I stood in front of it and hesitated a bit. I didn't really know what I was expecting exactly but still had my jaw dropped when I saw the contents when I finally opened it. There were about two sets of Pajamas hanged inside, a padded jacket, and two dresses. One was rust and the other one was the lightest shade of blue. The corners of my lips automatically turned upwards.
Did he get all of these for me? I mean it's wrong to be assuming but, what else should I be thinking?
I should definitely consider myself lucky to have him as my boyfriend... no I'm blessed. He's so sweet and considerate and never failed to make my heart flutter every single time.
***
When I got back, he was already soundly sleeping. I sat next to him carefully, scared that I might wake him up. I watched him as his eyes were closed and listened to his slightly ragged breathing. I had my back leaned against the headboard while I gently stroke his hair away from his eyes.
I sighed as I silently told myself that I could do this forever. It was just somehow making me a bit sad that he had to be sick first for him to take a rest like this. I knew he's been rehearsing nonstop for his upcoming tour. And he, being sick just meant that he needed to slow down a bit and take care of his health.
I kept stroking his hair until I grew sleepy before I closed my eyes and finally gave in to sleep without shifting my position.
***
I didn't know what time was it exactly when I felt him waking me up.
"Baby." He muttered, I felt his warm hand on my cheek.
I struggled to open my eyes and realized that he had already turned off the lights leaving the lamp the only thing on.
"Baek...are you okay? How do you feel?" I blurted out as I also brought a hand to his forehead.
There was a subtle smile on his lips as he took my hand off his face and held it.
"I'm fine." He replied. "I just woke you up so you could lie properly."
"Oh." I mumbled, instantly realizing that I did fall asleep sitting. "What time is it?" I asked as I initially thought of grabbing my phone on his bedside table to check the time but he stopped me by draping an arm around my waist.
"Let's just go to sleep, please." He pleaded in a sleepy voice.
I automatically turned and gazed at his beautiful face for a few good seconds before I fixed my position to lie properly next to him. We were facing each other, my hands were pinned against his chest while he hand an arm over mine to keep me close. His eyes were already closed and I could see the shadow of his eyelashes courtesy of the dim light coming from the lamp. Then my attention was caught by his moles which I had begun counting unconsciously when I saw his sleepy eyes opened.
He was looking intently at me and was anticipating for his words but he ended up shutting his eyes closed once more.
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to stop myself from kissing you right now?" He told me without opening his eyes.
I gulped, unable to come up with a reply.
"Damn I really hate this flu." He added, in a mild tone.
I just stared at him. I didn't dare open my mouth afraid that I might just make the situation uncomfortable. Thankfully, he didn't make any remarks after that. I took my time watching him and when I was finally satisfied, I inched closer to him as I brought an arm over his waist. He must've felt my gesture that he ended up moving closer to me as well, leaving his face snuggling against my neck.
And I kind of just noticed how often he did it. He must have liked it.
And if he must know, I liked it too.
***
Morning came.
I heard a sound of the shutter and I was pretty sure someone was taking a picture but I didn't really know if that was a part of my dream or something. I felt my eyebrows furrowed a bit as my mind continued to dwell on the thought.
It must be my imagination, I concluded as I tried to go back to sleep since the bed and the pillows felt so nice. The scent coming from the fabric was also amazing. So amazing they almost remind me of Baekhyun. His manly scent that I have grown accustomed with. I felt the corner of my lips subtly turning up when I recalled how close we slept right next to each other last night. Cuddling with him was unquestionably one of my favorite things in the world.
Wait. My private bubble exploded right away when I remembered that I was still on the same bed. I struggled to open my eyes and almost held my breath when I saw him sitting, his back leaned against the headboard, his hands meeting at the back of his head while his eyes bored into mine.
"Morning Baby." He muttered, a beautiful tight lipped smile painting his lips.
I instantly noticed that his hair was a bit wet. Did he already take a shower? My eyes fell on his shirt which was now a plain black one, confirming that he had indeed already taken a bath. He was also wearing a different sweatpants now.
How long had he been awake? How long had I been sleeping? How long had he been watching me sleep? D-did he see me smiling while sleeping? Oh my god.
"W-why didn't you wake me up?" I asked as I tried to distract myself from my own thoughts.
I sat next to him, scrubbing my eyes before brushing my hair away from my face while I wait for his reply but no words came out of his mouth, so I turned to face him again.
I heard another shutter sound right before I was able to clearly realize what he was doing. He had a camera on his hand and I was certain he just took a candid picture of me.
"Baek, what are you doing?" I whined, instantly covering my face with my both hands.
I heard a few consecutive clicks while he laughed at my reaction.
"Oh my god, Baekhyun stop." I demanded as I tried to take the camera from him but he was fast to lift the thing up.
"Why?" He asked innocently as he moved a bit father from me before he started to check the shots. "You look pretty as ever." He said with a wink.
I blushed.
"Have I ever told you you're the prettiest like this?" He added, paying me a single glance.
I just bit my lower lip. I swear I still didn't know how to take his compliments well. And for Pete's sake, can he stop smiling? I swear he looked so handsome with his slightly damp hair right now, I'm scared I might start crying anytime.
Then, I saw him put the camera on the bedside table before moving closer to me. He held me by the arm, stared at my face until I grew conscious, before making as us both lie on the bed. We ended up facing each other wordlessly for a few seconds before he opened his mouth to speak.
"Thanks for taking care of me." He said, his voice sounded pretty good now.
"How do you feel now?"
"Never better." He answered, smiling. "Thanks to my girlfriend."
He was gazing lovingly at me as he brought a hand to caress my cheek. The contact immediately urged me to close my eyes. Gosh, I just love it when he did that. I was still spoiling myself, savoring the moment when, out of nowhere, I felt his strong arms lifting my entire body and placed me on top of him. He did it so fast and smooth, I didn't even have the time to shriek. My panicked hands automatically landing on the mattress for support, my long hair falling on one side.
"W-what are you doing?" I stuttered, my eyes growing wide.
"I changed my mind." He stated, his eyes exploring every part of my face. "You're the most beautiful like this."
I was fully aware of his hands meeting at the small of my back before he brought a hand to my neck, his thumb resting on my earlobe. And I knew that he was going to tilt my head down so he could kiss me. My eyes were glued on his slightly parted lips, his icy cool breath fanning my face making me aware that I just woke up and hadn't even washed my face nor brushed my teeth.
Oh my god. Oh my god. He already smelled so good while I just woke up.
I leaned away from him all of a sudden and with too much force, he wasn't able to stop me from getting off the bed anymore.
"What...where are you going?" He asked, confusion written all over his face as he sat up on the bed.
"I'm gonna go brush my teeth first." I couldn't help but be honest while my mind crammed as I take the way to his bathroom.
His laughed echoed inside the entire room before I heard his hasty footsteps following me which caused me to run and lock the door behind me.
"Baby c'mon, it's not like we haven't done it before." He called behind the door in an obviously amused tone.
"Just give me a minute." I replied as I tried to look for a spare toothbrush inside the cabinets.
Thankfully, I found one. I went to stand in front of the sink were his toothbrush and toothpaste were. I squeezed just the right amount of toothpaste on my toothbrush before I started brushing. I didn't know how many minutes it had been when I heard him again.
"Seriously?" I heard his loud laughter as he knocked on the door. "This is already taking a year Baby."
Oh my god. He's so impatient. I whined silently as I finished brushing my teeth. But then, for some reasons, I couldn't hear any sign of him outside the door anymore. He must've gone back to his bed.
I looked at myself on the mirror to fix my hair. I was wearing the pair of satin, maroon pajamas he prepared for me. I actually loved it. The fabric felt so cool and smooth against my skin. The sleeves were too long for my arms which I also kind of liked too.
When I was done, I latched my hand on the knob to finally open the door. And just as I had expected, he wasn't there anymore. I closed the door behind me to walk back to where his bed was and found him him sitting on the edge of the bed, his head tilted down, and his attention on his phone, which he was holding as of the moment. I felt a little nervous for a second, thinking that something might have happened again, but totally dismissed the idea when I saw him looked up and instantly met my eyes.
He made one single tap on his phone and a familiar melody filled the entire room that caused me to hold my breath.
Did he just a play song? What was he doing?
I saw a beautiful and affectionate smile crossing his lips before he put his phone down on the mattress. Then he slowly stood and made his way to me.
Me after you by Paul Kim
After I met you
I've been happy with small changes
In the dazzling morning
I open my eyes by thinking of you
My heart unstoppably started to beat wildly as I my eyes followed him drawing near to me. He stopped when our feet were only a few inches way from each other. I looked up to meet his eyes and it almost felt like I was suddenly drawn into a trance. Our own private bubble where only the two us existed. The lyrics and the melody of the song was making me all soft, I'd want nothing else but be inside his arms.
I love you
Just like now when it's peaceful
I want to be with you forever
I thought as I was looking at you
I slightly parted my mouth to try and come up with something, but didn't have the chance to do so when he gently took my hands and brought one on his shoulder, the other one he held by his own while his other hand found its way to my waist. Every move we're making were like done in slow motion and it's making my heart really weak.
I was so happy after meeting you
I was able to love you so much
I was gazing at him, watching every part of his face while he did the same thing. Then the corner of his lips went up as he smiled, the kind that reached his eyes. My favorite Byun Baekhyun smile and my heart almost did a back flip. Then he started to lead us to dance gently to the rhythm of the song, our feet making slow and small steps.
I want to be with you forever
I thought as I was looking at you
I didn't really know how long it had been because even the background seemed to have faded away. The only things that were occupying my mind were the beautiful melody and lyrics of the song and the constant gaze Baekhyun was giving me.
I'll kiss your eyes as you'll have a lot in your mind
Let's walk forward together
I was getting weak, my knees were. This absolutely felt so good, I felt like crying. I had only seen this in the movies and to have this happening to me in real life was so overwhelming.
Are you happy after meeting me, too?
He mouthed the lyrics of the song silently. I nodded in response before I tiptoed to wind my hands around his neck, bringing my body closer to his, my head resting right above his shoulder. His hands, on the other hand, found their way to my waist.
I found a perfect love
That I've waiting for a long time
I felt his hands tightened around my body, planted a kiss on my cheek before burying his face against my hair.
After I met you.
The song ended but we remained on the same position for a few more seconds. None of us said anything and as the silence built up between us, my heartbeat raced nonstop. I bit my lower lip as I detached from him only to bring my hands to his face and stared at him as if memorizing every detail of his handsome face.
God, I love him so much. How had everything turned to this? How come I was the one standing right in front of someone this country adored so much? What did I do to deserve this? How could he love me like I had always dreamed to be loved? Were all of these really real? Please tell me, I was not dreaming.
I couldn't seem to take it anymore, it almost felt like something inside me was about to explode. I was holding my tears as hard as I could because I didn't want to cry anymore.
"Tell me you love me." He said, out of nowhere.
I froze and was unable to say anything for a couple of seconds. I wanted to tell him the words he wanted to hear right away but my response didn't come in the form of words. I tiptoed and without a warning, pressed my lips against his. I knew, I didn't normally do this, in fact I had never been the type to do this but I was so overwhelmed right now. He must've been surprised with my gesture, just as I was. Our lips were steadily pressed against each other for a few seconds while I still fight the urge to give in on the heavy weight of my unshed tears.
"I love you." I finally said when I broke the kiss. "So much." I added trying my best to steady my voice, my hands still cupping his face.
When he lifted a hand to my face, I knew that I had failed and had already started crying.
"Ahh, this is crazy," I remarked with a nervous laugh, stepping away from him so I could wipe my face with my own hands. "I've been crying a lot lately, I don't really know what's happening to me." I told him as I turned facing the other way.
I didn't hear any word from him but I could feel his eyes on me. And I was proven right when I caught him gazing at me with a somehow unreadable expression on his face.
"Y-you must be hungry. Why don't we go to the kitchen so I could prepare something for you..." I suggested but he remained still as he stood in front of me.
I saw his jaw clenching and this was somehow making me uncomfortable.
"Let's go. You need to eat Baekhyun." I insisted, turning around to leave.
I wasn't even about three steps away from him when he spoke and grabbed me by the wrist, spun me around that I ended up facing him.
"You." His grip on my hand tightened, his eyes piercing through my entire being, making me instantly weak in the knees once more.
I swallowed since I couldn't overlook the undeniable desire in his eyes.
"You're all I need." He said with evident conviction in his tone.
He pulled me towards him in one swift move, his hands now holding my head, his lips grazing against mine already. And oh my god, I wasn't prepared for the sudden intensity of his pace. I was seriously spacing out for a couple of seconds before I gave in to his experienced mouth. I closed my eyes as I succumbed to the overwhelming feeling his kiss was giving me. I started to kiss him back, automatically lifting my hands to hug him.
As the kiss intensified, I couldn't help but feel kinda intoxicated. I was sure my head was spinning while the butterflies in my stomach seemed to have turned into birds. I honestly didn't know what was happening to me or to my body right at the very moment. I couldn't think of anything but him. His mouth, his scent, his arms around me, his hands which I believed had found their way to the curve of my waist. Though they only stayed there for a brief moment because the next thing I knew, his fingers were already grazing my skin inside my top. I was surprised with how warm his hands felt on my waist that I accidentally bit his lower lip. And I was a hundred percent sure I heard him groan before he broke the kiss.
His eyes momentarily met mine right before lead me to the bed, his hands never leaving my waist. The beating of my heart was going to make me deaf any moment from now. And the instant my back touched the mattress, I bit my lip as I realized what I just got into.
"You're absolutely making me crazy, Park Hae Won." He told me in a slightly raspy voice.
I could only gulped because this was absolutely making me crazy too, I couldn't even think straight anymore. I was beginning to feel shy as he continued to gaze at me, my face probably starting to turn red. Then he leaned his handsome face closer to mine but to my surprise, his warm lips landed on my jawline before eventually planting a kiss on my neck. The sensation was crazy scary I just had to hold my breath. I was starting to panic when he stopped and went back to kiss me on the lips once more, sending my eyes closed right away.
It almost seemed like there was a raging storm inside of me but every time I looked at him and caught him gazing at me lovingly, I couldn't help but acknowledge the calmness it gave me. I told myself to just focus on nothing but him right now. There was no use trying to rationalize things. I brought my hands to his head as if it was the most natural thing to do and got sucked into a trance once more. I slowly forgot about the thoughts in my head.
He lips moved to my chin, to my jaw then back to my neck once more and somehow, it didn't alarm me anymore. All I knew was that my entire body seemed to have turned really warm, fully sensitive to his every move.
"You're so beautiful." He whispered right next to my ear before planting a kiss on my earlobe. "I love you."
I swear, his voice sounded like music to my ears and this was totally getting out of my control. My hands tugged on his hair as if my hands had a mind of their own. I felt his fingers softly grazing the curve of my waist once more, while his lips landed on my collarbone. I immediately held my breath, sending my eyes open. The ceiling was the first thing I had seen, I blinked a few times while his warm lips climbed to my chin before his face fully took over my vision.
His heavy gaze only lasted for a couple of seconds before his eyes fell to where his hand was at the moment. I followed his eyes and found out that he was already undoing the first button of my top with a single hand. I swallowed, as my mind seemed to have lagged at the sight. There was a part of me wanting to stop what he was doing but the other half was stopping that part of me, if that made sense.
I didn't. I couldn't stop him.
He was already on the second button when he decided to crash his eager lips against mine once more, taking my full attention along with it. I draped my arms around his head, ready to get lost in the moment. Not that I wasn't yet, though. His hands left my top as he swiftly rolled our bodies so I ended up on top of him, my hair almost landing on his face.
"D-did you...take v-vitamins?" He asked, out of nowhere, slightly panting.
How he managed to ask and get those words out of his mouth while our lips were locked was an absolute miracle.
"Huh?" I asked in confusion as I leaned away from him.
I saw him smirked before he kissed my right shoulder, which was now slightly exposed.
"Well, I really don't want..." He trailed off to plant another kiss on my collarbone. "You to get sick after this..." He paused leaving another kiss, this time right below my right ear.
"Baek-" I was about to respond to his random remarks when I heard something.
Doorbell.
My hands suddenly tensed, as I turned my head towards the door. I was already distracted and even got more startled when he shifted our positions again. I ended up pinned between his body and the bed once more.
"Leave it." He stated as he brought his hands to cup my face and made me face him again before he kissed my lips.
"A-are...you s...sure?" I replied in between his kisses.
His reply turned out to be so inaudible.
Doorbell.
Ignored.
Doorbell. Doorbell. Doorbell
He lifted his face above mine, our lips inches away from each other, and the tips of our noses almost touching. I watched how his eyebrows furrowed, definitely looking annoyed.
Doorbell.
He closed his eyes, his lips forming into a thin line, took a deep breath before letting out of a harsh sigh. I didn't know what had gotten to me or what was I exactly thinking at the moment but the corner of my lips turned up. I knew I shouldn't be laughing at his frustration but he looked so cute. Of course, I didn't let him see it, so I made sure that there wasn't any trace of amusement on my face when he looked at me once more.
"You should go." I hesitated while he remained still on top of me.
He tilted his head down before finally climbing off of me and sat on the edge of the bed. I also came to sit next to him as I buttoned my top again. His eyes were on my hand while I did it. He looked up to meet my eyes before he tilted his head down, burying it in his hands for a few moments.
Doorbell
"Ugh! This is insane!" He hissed as he stood on his feet, his hands on his waist. "I swear I'm going to kill whoever it is." He added before walking towards the door.
I bit my lip as I saw him walking out. And when I was finally alone inside his room, everything started to sink in. My attention fell on the mattress behind me, my heartbeat grew wild once more.
Did it all really happen? Were all those kisses real? Did he just almost take my top off?
I gulped. I brought my hands to cover my face as embarrassment suddenly took over me. Oh my god.
I threw my body on the bed, biting my lower lip as my thoughts were instantly flooded by every single thing we did a while ago. I couldn't forget how his kissed my neck, my ear, my collarbone, my chin, my shoulder...
Oh my god. I screamed inside while I tightly shut my eyes. I was going to go crazy with all these thoughts filling my head right now. I roamed my attention around his room, hoping to distract myself but failed when all I thought about was his absence. His room felt bare without him. I even felt that familiar sinking feeling for not having him beside me.
It must've almost been a good ten minutes since he left and I had my eyes closed for about six minutes already. I was still trying to clear my mind when I felt him climb on the bed. My eyes flew opened and saw him lying on his back right beside me. He was staring at the ceiling and I didn't really know what to make out of his facial expression.
"Who is it?" I hesitated.
He turned to face me before he pulled me closer to him. My head was on his arm and we're now both staring at the ceiling. And I couldn't help but felt anxious since he hadn't answered my question yet.
"I'm afraid I can't kill the visitor."
It made me more nervous.
"Who is it?" I asked once more, my eyes never leaving the ceiling.
"It's my mother."
I looked at him, his words hit me hard, making me all tense and more uncomfortable. He must've noticed and felt my reaction at the same time and maybe got a little worried. He brought me closer to him until my face was buried against his neck.
I was speechless, blinking my eyes a few times as I replayed his last statement in my thoughts for a few times.
"Since she's here..." He trailed off as he held my chin and made me face him.
We held each other's gaze.
"I want you to meet her."
I swallowed.
~♥~
AN: Here's an update for you guys! I was originally planning to update over the weekend but I didn't want to keep you waiting anymore so here it is. I hope you liked this update.
I also watched Baekhyun's IG live the other night and found out that he was sick and Ephemeral Baekhyun's sick too. :(
Anyway, thank you for supporting my fic. I love you all. ♥