Warning: smut, kind of? Idk what it is but it's spicy...enjoy!
From: Yunho, 01:26 am
Come over
Haru read the message over and over for what felt like an eternity, then her eyes fell on Soojin, who was sound asleep next to her, her eye mask secured over her face because she hated to have even a single source of light around when she was trying to sleep. Joy was in her own bed, lightly snoring and completely unaware of her still being up, the same thing for Jimin, who she had previously caught dangling her arm out of the bed (she took a video for blackmail, as any good friend would).
She was truly the only one still up at that hour, and she would've considered going back to sleep if only that message hadn't popped up. She even tried typing out a reply, but ultimately decided to drop it and try to go to sleep again: he was probably just trying to make her life harder than it should be. Was he, though? Her mind went back to the rehearsals. She would've lied if she didn't feel something in that moment, but then...
God, I'm a terrible actress.
She was supposed to pretend to be aroused, not cheat her way through the scene by actually being aroused. What if Yunho was pretending too and she was just reading too much into it? But again, if he was just acting, why that message? Stupid fucking Jeong Yunho.
She looked around again, everyone was still sound asleep.
Maybe, if I'm really quiet...
She then proceeded to toss the covers off her body and slowly get up from the air mattress, then tiptoed her way to the door and closed it behind her back. Only then she allowed herself to breathe normally again, mentally high fiving herself for successfully sneaking out the room. She went to put on a random pair of slippers and exited the apartment, using the flash from her phone to go upstairs and knock at Yunho's door.
She waited for a couple of seconds, then a minute, then knocked again.
"Fucking asshole"
She nervously tapped her leg as she debated whether or not she should go back. She could always tell the others she went for a bathroom break if they got up...
Her trail of thoughts was interrupted when Yunho showed up, shirtless, much to her surprise. He didn't say a word as he looked at her up and down, stifling a laugh.
"Nice pj's" he commented.
She looked down at the duck-printed pair of pajamas she was wearing.
"They're Joy's" she replied "Are you gonna let me in or not? It's freezing out here"
"As you wish, ugly duckling"
"Really mature..."
She went through the open door and into his apartment, only dimly lit by the moonlight seeping through the curtains in the living-room. Once the door was closed behind them, she felt a wave of nervousness come up her back. They were alone. In his apartment. In the dead of the night. And he was half-naked. And, to make matters worse, she was wearing the ugliest pair of pajamas known to mankind.
"So, what do you want?" she asked.
"Hhm?"
"You text me come over in the middle of the night, I'm here, again, what do you want?""I want to talk" he replied, then moved towards the fridge "But first... you hungry?"
She looked at him, confused.
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