I feel the sunlight on my face as my eyes start to open. I look around for a moment, then realize I'm no longer on the couch and am in a bed. I try to figure out where I am when Conan walks into the room. He's wearing a dark gray hoodie and green pajama pants, holding a cup of what I'm guessing is coffee. "Good morning" He says walking towards me and sitting on the edge of the bed.
I look down and realize I'm still in my dress from yesterday. I glance at the mirror above the dresser and almost gag at how I look. I have mascara and blue eyeshadow all down my face. I try to wipe it off with my hands, but it's no use. "Darling, I have makeup remover" He gently places his hand in mine and guides me to the bathroom, handing me a towel and micellar water.
I rub all of the makeup off my face, then use the face wash he showed me. After looking at myself in the mirror, I remember the change of clothes I bought. I grab my tote bag which was sitting on the other edge of the bed, bringing it into the bathroom with me. I change into the athletic shorts and black tank top in the bag. After cleaning up, I walk out of the bathroom and set my tote bag on the dresser.
"Whoa" I look over and see Conan staring at me. I look at myself, wondering what I forgot. "What? Do I still have makeup on my face?" I wipe my face under my eyes, trying to see what the problem is. "No, no-" He says. He stands up and walks towards me. "You look beautiful" I can feel the blush creeping into my cheeks, knowing he can see it clearly. "He puts his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
"Is this okay?" He asks looking worried. "Of course! Cone we literally kissed last night why wouldn't it be?" He looks down, still looking dazed. "I thought...Well...I don't know I thought you might've just wanted to kiss me then, and like...not again" He says, looking up at me, almost scared. "Cone-" I reach my hands up to his face, holding it gently.
"I have the biggest crush on you. I don't understand how you can't tell yet. I am in love with you Cone" I blush even harder, looking into his eyes. I see his face relax, but his breathing gets faster. He leans in, the touch of our lips sending a euphoric shock through my body. I feel pressure on my lower back, pulling me towards him. Somehow, pulling me even closer each time.
I feel my hands going through his hair, his breathing getting faster as I do. He pulls away to look at me, breathing softly but heavy. He looks at me, as if waiting for me to do something. I lean in, pulling us back together even closer than before.
