•Stranger• BTS × Shawn Mendes

Chapter 4

Saturday, 2:35 am
(Author's pov)

"AAH!" You emit out a scream after exactly ten seconds of your discovery. You get the access to anything that's near you; your shirt, pillow, bed-sheets, anything and start throwing at the guy before you. Why on earth did a man just break into your room, stark naked?

"For God's sake! Please wear something!" You now begin to stomp your leg while covering your eyes with your shaky hands. Not a sight you were expecting to see at this hour of the night. More you realise how his naked figure was practically cuddling you all this time, more you mentally screech.

You, in the end, had to barge into your cupboard desperately looking for any sort of clothing item that can cover up any part of his body. When you find an over-sized t-shirt of your best friend, you let out a sigh of relief and was on your way to turning around.

But seemingly, you couldn't get any glimpse of the man that was previously standing there asif being naked in front of a girl that you met for the first time was perfectly normal. You were completely out of breath after the huge hunting session you did just to find a piece of clothing. You finally began to calm down but the man was completely out of your sight as if he never existed in the first place.

You dart your eyes around your room but you could not see the man. You began to worry about him, coming back to the reality from the shock you received a minute ago.

"Shawnie?" You call out before gulping a lump in your throat. You scan around but he was nowhere to be found. Abruptly, you hear a squeak that startled you. You find out that the source of sound is coming from the other side of your bed. You shift your body to the bed when you notice Shawnie, curled up in a ball, with your blanket wrapped around his fragile body. It almost broke your heart after seeing him this scared. He's probably got scared because of my scream. You think guiltily,forming a fist that held anger to yourself. You breathe out and blink pausingly to get your mind to think reasonably.

"I'm sorry." You murmur while kneeling down to reach the floor, where he was crawled up. You try to touch him, but he spontaneously flinches away from your touch, now quietly sobbing.

"Shawnie, sorry. promise I won't scream from now on! Okay?" You try your best to console him, you were on your way to give up when he grabs your wrist and pulls you closer to an abrupt hug.

Your breath hitched by his sudden movement. In a swift move, he was snuggling you. His hand was embracing around your stomach, where his head rested at the top of your chest. You were rather dumbfounded and speechless as you had no clue what you could possibly do in this situation. And at the top of everything, you are not even wearing anything. There is too much skin-ship happening in one night.

If you think as a doctor, he was a mentally challenged man who probably shares the same mindset as a child, but if you think as a woman; a naked, fully grown adult was attached to you.

"ERM, Shawnie, do y-you, erm."

You were thinking of possible words that can make sense, but he was too busy cuddling you that you almost forgot the reason for your existence. Plus you won't ever admit it, along with him, your body was soothed as it was defeated to the feeling of comfort.

"Shawnie are you cold?" You ask which was the first thing that reached your mind.

He slowly removes himself, while sniffling and nods. He understood me!

"Do y-you. probably wanna wear this?" You tried hard not to look down, otherwise, you don't know what can catch your eyes. But thankfully the blanket was covering a bit of his skin or should you say the main thing.