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Wooyoung's POV
I woke up. My whole body aching, sat up and tried to get off the bed, but something strong was keeping me from doing that.
I looked down and saw San's arm around my waist; holding me. I knew we did something. I knew I was a little drunk last night but do remember things. I still couldn't believe them myself...wow.
I looked at myself. He dressed me in his shirt. It was big. I liked it... I look over at San, whose hair was covering his face, a little messy, but he looked..cute. I smiled and teacher down bro love his hair. He looked so..pretty?
I then stretch and look over at his nightstand. When I saw the time I jumped out of bed making San get up.
"Holy fuck pretty. What? What's wrong?" He asked in a groggy sleeping voice.
I almost got distracted with how hot he sounded. I shook my head. "I overslept, I'm gonna be late for my plans with Yeosang today."
He sat up and lightly ruffled his hair. "Shit I'm sorry."
"No. It's okay, it's not your fault. You didn't know anyways..."
"I can drop you off. Just tell me the address."
He was being so thoughtful. It made me tingly inside. I give a small smile and nod. "Where are my clothes?"
"I washed them for you, they're just on the dresser."
God he even washed my stuff. Why's he so hot, pretty, nice and considerate. I mumbled a soft, 'thanks,' and went to go grab them from the dresser. Before I could move I felt strong arms around my waist. I tense up slightly. San placed a gently kiss to my neck making my face heat up.
"Last night was fun." He whispered against my neck and let go before walking to the bathroom with some clothes in hand ; shutting the door after.
I mentally screamed. I felt my whole body heat up at his actions and his words, I was embarrassed.
I just shook my head and got dressed before he came out of the bathroom. I fold his shirt and put it on top of the dresser. He came out soon after in a nicely fitted black shirt and light washed denim jeans.
"Aw, I was hoping you'd wear my shirt~"
I rolled my eyes and smiled a little. "I could wear it another time~"
Oh shit I can't believe I said that. I blushed and went over to grab my phone. When I turned around he trapped me between his arms as he grabbed the edges of the dresser.
