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5

"can you...sleep here today?"

my eyes widened.
"you will be okay alone. just close your eyes and go sleep."

he just looked at me with his teary eyes and pouting lips.
"please, I'm begging you. I don't want to feel alone today, it's my special day. I hate it, I hate to feel alone."

I sighed.
was this a bad idea?
yes, yes it was.

I've noticed the way jisung was sleeping.
his legs were always stretched all over the bed, and if I slept next to him, I would be squished in the first hour.

and of course, it would mean jisung would be touching me.

I've already said I'm not a touchy person, right?
well, my sleeping beauty I need to protect is no exception.

but then I looked at his face.
I mean...how can I saw no to that face?

I sighed.
"okay, but I will only stay here until you fall asleep, okay?"

jisung looked satisfied with that answer.
he gave me small smile and moved closer to the second end of the bed, making some space for me.

I sighed, before I took my shoes off and I laid next to him.

next thing I know, jisung is happily snuggled up to me, his arm is around my waist, hugging me, and his leg is on top of my body.
honestly, it just looks like he doesn't want me to leave.

i sigh and I put my arm around him, holding him close, my hand on his waist.

we're laying like this, in this position, for about ten minutes, before I heard small, quiet snores coming from his mouth.

I gently put his arm away from my waist, slowly putting his leg, that was wrapped around me, down, before gently and slowly taking his head that was resting on my chest and putting it on the pillow.

when I was sure I was safe to leave the bed, and that jisung is still sleeping, I slowly got up.

I looked at the sleeping beauty.
"good night jisung, sleep well. happy birthday."
I said and I put a teddy bear in his arms.

what teddy bear?

well, when I found out it's his birthday, I quickly made a stop at a plushie store.

I must have mentioned that jisung is quite the cuddly type, right?
well, if I didn't, jisung is really a cuddly type.
and this teddy bear was cute.

I smiled when jisung tightly wrapped his arms around the teddy bear, before I left the room.

as I was walking downstairs, I heard the front door open.

I instantly went there to check who it was, but I just saw Mr. han making his way trough the hall, clearly drunk.

like father, like son huh?

"mr. han? do you need help?"
I asked him, and he snapped his head to my direction.

"oh, minho, I didn't think you would still be up."

"uhm, yeah...well.....mr. han, can I talk to you about something?"

he just nodded his head.

"uhm....it was jisungs birthday today, and-"

"who is jisung?" he said, confused.

that made me look at him, even more confused than was he.
"....jisung? your son?"

"I don't have a son." he said, like it was the most obvious thing.

"you do. he's sleeping upstairs right now?"