From The Shadows || Choi San

5

"SO…" San speaks when the both of you stopped at the corridor that leads to the Ravenclaw common room.

"Goodnight, San." You speak softly, giving him a small smile. San returns it.

"Goodnight, Arin." You nod your head.

Not knowing what to say anymore, you opted for a small wave and was about to brush past him when you remembered throughout the night, he was just in his flip-flops.

He must've been cold.

And the Slytherin common room is a long walk to go too. 

Oh, so you're worried about him? The little voice in your head asks.

Is it wrong if I am? You counter.

Fuck it.

"San, doyouwanttocomeinside?" You said in a rush, making him jolt in place and look at you quizzically.

"Pardon me?"

You don't say anything. You just grabbed his hand without a word and dragged him with you.

"Arin? Where are you taking me?"

"Just shut up, we have to get you warm."

...

"Sooo...you were worried about me?"

"Was not."

"You are!"

"Am not."

"Sure, you're not."

"Am I even allowed here?" San asks when you went silent.

"Technically, you aren't. But there's no professors in sight, so you're okay, San. Stop being such a worrywart." You told him as you searched for a spare cozy blanket inside one of the many drawers your common room has.

When you finally find one, you turn on your heel to go back to San, only to find him pouting.

"Stop pouting, you like a duck."

"Excuse me?!"

"What? Ducks are cute, aren't they?"

"So, you're saying, I'm cute?"

"No?"

San scoffs. When you neared him, you tossed the blanket at him and sat beside his now, warming body.

You had dragged him with you inside the Ravenclaw common room. The both of you are now sitting in front of the fireplace. Warmth engulfing the both of you, totally opposite of the feeling the white snow gave you back there outside.

You inched closer to him, trying to make the blanket fit the both of you. After you successfully did, you turned your head to the side, only to see San staring at you.

"What?" You ask, raising your eyebrow.

"Are we...friends now?" 

You still for a second before you replied to him.

"I mean, yeah, sure. If that's what you want us to be…" You say, pulling up your knees to your chest, your gaze fixated at the fire dancing in front of you.

"What if I want us to be more.."

"What was that?" You asked when you heard him mumbling. San just shook his head.

Moments later, you feel a weight on your left shoulder. When you whip your head slowly to the side, you see San starting to doze off on you. His head was on your shoulder, eyes closed and soft breaths came out of his slightly parted mouth.

"San, do you want to move to one of the rooms? I'm sure you could stay here for the ni-"

"No." He mumbles. "You are a perfect headrest, you know." He added cheekily, chuckling after.

You rolled your eyes. "So that's what I am now? A friend and a headrest?"

This time you don't receive any response from him, except the little snores he let out and it was enough to convince you that maybe he has fallen asleep.

And you should too.

Sighing, you let your head fall on top of his and closed your eyes letting slumber consume you bit by bit.