Usually, I spend my weekends sleeping in and eating junk food. Now I have to take care of a boy. Things have been calm this morning.
A little too calm.
Beomgyu hasn't tried to barge into my room once. He hasn't been complaining about Elvis either. There's no way he's actually behaving. Something definitely must be wrong.
I got up from my bed and tiptoed towards my door. I opened it slightly, peaking my head out to see where Beomgyu was. His body was on the couch.
I headed towards the couch to see Beomgyu still fast asleep. He had Elvis cuddled up in his hands. I guess those two found peace.
Beomgyu looked so peaceful as he slept. His lips stood slightly parted, and a light pink color dusted his cheeks.
I mean, I knew he was handsome, but at this moment, he looked mesmerizing. He was so peaceful.
I reached out to move a strand of hair that had fallen over his face. He shifted slightly, and I froze. How would I explain this scene to him if he did wake up?
I made the no touching rule, and now I'm touching him while he's asleep. My cheeks flushed, thinking about how awkward it would be for him to wake up right now.
I let out a sigh of relief. Luckily, Beomgyu didn't budge. But just when I tried to move away, he grabbed hold of my hand and hugged it close to himself.
Even asleep, he's just as clingy. It's so weird that someone who doesn't exist could feels so human.
I carefully tried tugging his hand away, but he let out a whine of protest. His eyes slowly fluttered open.
"Princess..." he muttered. That's a new nickname I haven't heard yet.
His eyes fluttered open, and I found myself staring into his dark brown eyes.
"Go back to sleep," I whispered, removing my hand from his grip.
"I can't." Beomgyu suddenly placed his hand on his stomach. "I'm hungry."
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𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞 | beomryu
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