p.sunghoon → f.y.b.f.

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Sunghoon stayed over for the night, not much happened, just laughter and happiness between the two of us.

We went to sleep a little late at night, his arms were situated around me, and my head was a slightly buried into his chest.

I think it was around four in the morning when a knock came across my door.

I wasn't sure whether I was hearing things or not, so I waited a little, wondering if it was worth getting up or just falling back asleep.

But no, five seconds later, the knock came again, echoing through my hallways. Sunghoon gave a small groan, moving to lay on his back instead of his side.

"Who the fuck is knocking on your door at this time?" Sunghoon rubbed his face, his voice low and croaky.

This guy was tired as hell despite having a nap during the day. Idol life must be exhausting, damn.

The bangs were a little more frantic, and I just decided to stand up, jesus, are people bored? Do they have nothing better to do than knock on random people's doors at night?

Sunghoon followed behind me, I could feel his presence heavily following me.

I was a little nervous at first, about opening the door, but Sunghoon placed his arms around me, resting his chin on my head lightly.

I knew I was safe with him, so, I opened the door.

I furrowed my brows, wondering in what fucking world I was living in right now.

It turned out to be that same patient that seemed to have some obsession over me. His eyes widened, brightening as they saw me, but then his gaze moved to Sunghoon, and his face went a little red in anger.

"Who the fuck is th-" Sunghoon wanted to speak, equally as confused as I was.

"Who the fuck is this Nari? Is he your boyfriend? Why are you together? Huh?" He questioned, a wave of lividness swept across his face.

".. What are you doing at my place, and how did you find me.." I looked back at Sunghoon, who just looked down at me, annoyed by the guy's random appearance.

"Nari, I can't wait another week to see you, I really can't, I had to see you now. Nari, is he your boyfriend, is he?" He persisted with his creepy ass questions, one after the other.

My heart began to run faster, dude, this guy was not okay at all.

He had some craze written in his eyes, and Sunghoon most definitely noticed this too. His hands, on my waist, moved me to the side, allowing him to step forward and confront the guy instead.

I stood aside, taking quiet, breaths to myself.

"Where is she? Where did you move her? Where is Nari? Let me in." He tried to pry the door further open, and enter, at this point, I was a little scared, so I moved elsewhere.

"Get the hell away from here before you leave in handcuffs." Sunghoon was done with his bullshit, his tone was flat and honestly - poor guy just wanted to go back to sleep.

"Move out of my fucking way, who the fuck are you to Nari?! How can she do this to me??" The guy pushed Sunghoon, but he didn't budge a single bit.

Instead, Sunghoon gave an exasperated sigh, slamming the door shut on his face.

He shook his head, approaching me and giving me a hug. The guy kept banging on the door, and Sunghoon really, wasn't even phased a single bit.

"Is that one of your clients? Jesus, he needs a psychiatrist - not a therapist." Sunghoon shook his head lightly, grabbing his phone and about to dial for the police.

But before he even could, the banging stopped, and that's how it was for the rest of the night.

So thankfully, we could head back to sleep. The two of us made our way back to the bed, and I sat up, a little shook from that experience.

Where the hell did he find where I lived? Jesus, imagine if Sunghoon wasn't here.

Sunghoon noticed that I still wasn't sleeping, and he pulled me down to lay on his chest, he gently caressed my hair in his grasp.

"Nari." His raspy voice spoke, breaking the comfortable silence in the dark room between us.

"Hm?"

"I wanted to do something special for this, but fuck it, be my girlfriend, will you?" Sunghoon, out of nowhere, posed the question that I was waiting for.

I shot my neck to look at him, from what I could make out of his features in the dark anyways.

"Sunghoon, are you being serious right now? Or are you just tired?" I had to ensure he was being one hundred percent serious.

He gave a small laugh at how startled I was.

"You think I would joke around when I ask you something like this? I'm being serious, so what'd you say?" Sunghoon asked me the question as if he didn't already know.

"Obviously, what a stupid question." I chuckled, the grin on my face was so wide that my cheeks began to hurt.