With Love, From Seoul

7. The Morning After... 🫣

The sun rays shone brightly through my suite. I groaned at the lone sun beam that was hitting me smack in my face. My head was killing me. I tried to move, but I couldn't. I pried open my eyes, only to shut them back immediately because of the suite's brightness.

Hana. Dul. Sam. I counted in my head to prepare myself to open my eyes again. I slowly opened my lids and let my eyes adjust to the shining room. I looked around and blinked a few times. I checked the time on the clock on the wall and it was only 6:10A.M. I had plenty of time to rest before I had to head out to meet Cho. I heard light snores and was startled. I looked down and saw an egg-nog colored arm wrapped tightly around my waist.

'What the hell did I do last night?' I panicked in my mind. I looked over at the bare broad shoulders and blemish free back of the man lying next to me. I took in the head shape and caramel streaked hair and sighed deeply. That was of no help to me since my head was pounding right now. I knew I had way too much liquor last night. I couldn't even think straight right now. I sat up slowly and tried to move, which made my bed mate tighten his grip around me. I looked down and I was only in my bra, the panties I wore last night no longer attached to my body.

"Where are you going?" He asked, his deep morning voice instantly melting the anxiety that was rising in me. Now I knew who it was. But how the hell did we end up here?

"Bathroom, I gotta pee." I told him before reaching over and fluffing his bed head hair. He turned over to look at me and I laughed. "Let me go, I'm coming back." I told him.

He stared at me a while longer before turning me loose. I slid out of the bed, aware that my ass was out. But I didn't care, I had to piss. I ran to the bathroom, feeling his eyes glued to my body the whole time.

"You know I can feel you looking at me, right?" I made it to the toilet in the nick of time. Sitting and emptying my bladders contents, I groaned and sighed in relief.

"It's a nice sight, why would I not look at it?" He responded back nonchalantly. I rolled my eyes before finishing up on the toilet.

"How did you end up in my bed, oppa?"

"Well, you begged me to bring you home. When we got here, you begged me to stay. You stripped out of your clothes and nearly stripped me out of mine." He chuckled lowly, but I heard him.

"EMBARRASSING! I've never done that before. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I kind of enjoyed that part."

I pulled my toiletries bag from under the sink and I laid out an extra tooth brush that I knew he'd need. I stood in the mirror and took in my haggard appearance. Sighing, I started the shower, because I could smell the liquor spilling from my pores.

Just how much did I drink last night?

My head was literally in shambles. I put my shower cap on my hair, which was fucked up because I didn't wrap or tie it down the night before. I did my face care routine before brushing my teeth and stepping into the shower. I stood under the hot water and let it run over my body for minute before I grabbed my sponge and scrubbed all over.

A cool breeze hit me and I looked over to see that my bed mate was stepping into the shower with me. I fought the urge to not look down. His perfectly toned and slim body making my core throb at the sight of perfection. His abdomen looked just a good as his back and shoulders.

"I didn't say you could get in here with me," I giggled when he pulled me closer to his body, resting his face in my neck and sighing.

"I didn't ask, plus we can save water and time. I've also seen all of you already." he pulled back and winked at me playfully, making me blush. Although I was naked in front of him, I wasn't shy under his eyes as he took me in. I worked hard to stay fit. I looked good as hell and he apparently approved with the way my body was stacked.