Should he knock? She was probably asleep, and he didn't want to wake her. She was probably emotionally exhausted after the evening she had had. But if she was still awake, maybe he could at least see her? Apologize?
He nearly jumped out of his skin when her door opened and she immediately turned and returned to her bed.
«Are you just gonna stand out there? You're freaking me out.»
«You knew I was out here?»
«Yes.»
He walked in, slowly, not sure what to say or do.
«I'm sorry, Seonghwa.»
«Why are you sorry? This is my fault.»
«No, it's not. You were honest with me from the start. I knew what I was getting myself into.»
«Actually,» he said and sat down on the edge of her bed.
«Actually what?» she said carefully.
«I have to confess something.»
She looked at him. «I'm so tired,» she said, pathetically. «Can it wait?» Tears were forming in her eyes.
«Yes, it can wait,» he quickly said, his heart aching for her. «You should sleep.»
«I can't sleep, but I'll try, I guess.»
«Why can't you sleep?»
«I often have trouble sleeping. You've never noticed?»
«No,» he said, feeling bad.
«Good, then I've been quiet when I'm up at night.»
«You must have been. Can I get you anything? Warm milk with honey? That's why my made for me when I couldn't sleep.»
«Thank you, but I'll just rest. Even if I don't sleep, it'll help.»
«Is there nothing I can do?»
She looked at him, she looked so lost. «Would you hold me? Maybe I could sleep with you here?»
«Sure. Do you want me to leave when you fall asleep?»
«You can sleep here, if you want. Or leave if you want. You decide.»
«I'll stay, if it's okay.»
«Mhm.»
She scooted over and he found his way under her duvet. He offered his arm, and soon she was resting with her ear close to his heart, listening to his heartbeat. He always wore the softest, cutest pajamas, and she smiled as she closed her eyes.
Seonghwa fell asleep first, she heard his steady breath deepen, and his body relax. When he stirred in his sleep, he would pull her closer, and it made her smile. Eventually she too fell asleep. Feeling his warm body close to her own, made her forget everything that was difficult and painful.
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When Seonghwa wasn't in the dorm for breakfast, Jongho volunteered to go check on him.
Jongho used the code and enteredY/N and Seonghwas apartment. It was dark and quiet. The door to Y/Ns bedroom was open, and he peaked in, hoping it would be safe to do so. Luckily it was. They were both sleeping, Seonghwa had his arms around Y/N. Cute.
Jongho really didn't want to disturb them, but they had a busy schedule today. Seonghwa wouldn't want to be late. Carefully Jongho tapped Seonghwas shoulder. He jerked in his sleep, but soon he opened his eyes and looked around, a little confused. When he saw Jongho by the bed, and then saw Y/N sleeping on his chest, he put a finger to his lips. Jongho nodded and left the room.
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Fake it till you make it // Ateez // P.SH
Fanfiction"This contract says I'm to act like Park Seonghwas wife for a minimum of one year?" -- Y/N takes on the job as Seonghwas wife, but it is strictly a facade. She is not someone he ever would have looked at twice in a normal situation. "But why me?"...
