I stirred in my sleep, sinking into the warmth around me with a content sigh. I dug the side of my face into the soft pillow, almost softer than what I was used to, but didn't pay much attention to it. There was a weight on my hip, but I didn't pay attention to that either. But when I felt warm air rhythmically brushing past the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine, that was when I paid attention.
Sehun?
I ran my fingertips across the soft, silky skin of the arm draped over my waist, before eventually holding his hand, smiling to myself. If it's a dream, might as well enjoy it. I leaned into his embrace, intertwining our fingers. His breath seemed to pick up speed as it hit the back of my neck. It was warm and comforting, until...
I noticed something odd. His fingers were a little more calloused than I was used to.
My eyes snapped open, and I took in the sunlight shining through the white curtains around my bed. Did I always have those? I looked at the abandoned novel on a familiar armchair beside the bed, frowning to myself.
That was when I noticed the leg draped over my side and quickly turned over, facing a pair of deep brown eyes that stared back at me expectantly. My breath caught in my throat as I blinked at him, confused, heart picking up speed at the close proximity between us. His lips pulled into an arrogant smile.
"Look who finally woke up," he spoke softly, but it still had that teasing lilt to it that had me quickly backing away and sitting up.
"Wh- How did I- Why am I here?" I stammered, eyes blown.
"Don't you remember?" He asked, "You begged and begged to let you sleep next to me. You even asked me to cuddle you and everything-"
"Stop bullshitting," I turned to him, scowling in annoyance.
"That's totally what happened," he said, staring at me wide-eyed and serious. So serious I even doubted myself for a second, until I saw the telltale quiver of his lips.
"You're a pathological liar. And not a good one."
"You seemed to quite enjoy feeling me up just a second ago. Can you lie about that?"
I immediately flushed at that, looking anywhere but at his cocky face. "I-I don't know what you're talking about."
He burst out in a fit of giggles, "Sure, you don't. You're an even worse liar than I am, but not a pathological one, I'm afraid. Just a cute one."
"Would you quit that!" I retorted, both annoyed and flustered at his constant teasing.
He held his hands up defensively, "Okay, okay, I'm sorry. It was totally worth it to see your face just now though." He stifled another laugh as I continued to glare at him. "If you really gotta know, you dozed off reading that book. Looked pretty uncomfortable on that chair, so I carried you here. You didn't even notice, huh?"
I groaned, digging my face into my palms in defeat. "Where is that goddamn nurse? It's already been an hour and a half!"
"I bet you're glad you got stuck here with me. You slept so soundly, just like an angel," he cooed.
"Don't call me that," I said sharply, sending him the darkest glare I could muster. But he only laughed even more.
"Gosh Luhan, are you always so intense? You're a riot," he grinned.
"And you're annoying. Anyone ever tell you that?"
"More often than you think," he said. "Oh man, thanks to you, my head's all better. Wanna ditch this place and grab some food together?"
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Opposites attract, they said. [SeKai]
FanfictionWhat great love story doesn't start with two people that absolutely hate each other? Meet Oh Sehun. Quiet, composed, and mostly just keeps to himself - your definition of a typical high school nerd. He comes from a financially well-endowed family, t...