End of beginning?[Hwang Hyunjin]

A Casual Morning.

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Third person's POV
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It was 9 in the morning and no signs of life in Grace's house since everyone was drop dead exhausted by the long day. They all skipped today including Lia.

After a while Grace started to nudge in her sleep, she slowly opened her eyes blinking a few times and rubbed them. Yawning, she stretched her arms a bit when she remembered the events that took place yesterday. She turned around to look at the raven-haired boy who slept facing her, his face squished in the pillow. He did sleep in the corner though, enough distance between them.

He seemed to be in deep sleep, very relaxed and restful.

Grace's POV
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I adjusted myself a little close to him and my eyes just stayed there, glued. Every time I looked at him before yesterday, anger jolted within me all over and over again. But now, now that I look at him...I feel pity and it makes me wanna take care of him. He was just misunderstood and disturbed, he didn't intended on doing anything wrong, it just happened. After that he was abandoned by his friends, built self-hatred, got depressed, loneliness and what not. We are alike but I recovered...and he didn't. He lost all his loved ones. I know the old Hyunjin is still inside him, that's why I know he isn't playing any tricks on me or manipulating me. I know his past and feelings are true. I bet he hasn't even had a hug in a while.

I gently scooted the blanket till his neck and stood up.
Entering the bathroom, I brushed my hair first and put it into a bun. Then I started brushing my teeth when suddenly, I felt two arms creeping around me and a gasp left my mouth when I looked into the mirror. Sleepy, wobbly Hyunjin fell on me once again, hugging tightly and rested his head on my shoulder. Oh god. I didn't realize I left the door open. He was still half asleep and looked really tired honestly.

"Just a minute, please." He vulnerably pleaded, in a sleepy voice and kept hugging, his hair tickling my neck.
I decided to let it be because of what he endured yesterday, it must be hard.

But am I okay? Hell no. My heart could cross a thousand beats per minute right now, it's basically gonna pop out any second. His arms felt strong and masculine although he doesn't really have that big physique. I felt my cheeks burning hot, I hope he doesn't notices. I couldn't help but stare at him endearingly, his figure and demeanor that sought affection.

I continued brushing my teeth slowly as he rested in the same position.
"Slept okay?" I asked in between my brushing and he softly hummed in response.

"How does the wound feel?"

"Hurts a little less." He said, in a low voice again as I slightly nodded.

He then loosened the grip and spun me around, making me face him, his hands still roaming around my waist.
I looked up at him with toothpaste in my mouth, with my bangs covering half of my face. In his eyes I swear I saw a hint of safe keeping. Then he hugged me again, childishly, closing the distance between us and nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck.
"A weird way of good morning but...good morning." He said in a sweet tone while sighing but he seemed a bit down to me.

"Are you okay?" I asked in concern, received another humming response, but that didn't sound okay.

I gently began stroking his hair which tangled with with hand and continued brushing with the other hand. He tightened the hug again at my touch which indicated him that I'm comfortable and leaned in even more, pinning me at the edge the of the basin, his swift breath tickling my neck.