Through Your Lens

chapter 4: sleepover

wooyoungs pov

what. the. fuck. did he just ask me to stay in HIS dorm?

"huh?" i looked up at san with wide eyes, a tint of pink showing on my cheeks.

"you can sleep in my bed, don't worry i can sleep out here." san persuaded.

"u-uhm..."

i am loosing my mind. there's no way the choi san wants me to stay over in his bed, holy shit. holy shit wooyoung. chill. should i? is that not weird? i've only known this guy for like 3 weeks. holy. shit. no i can't. yeosang will be fuming if i told him. or should i? i kind of want to, ugh.

"if you don't want to i won't force you wooyoung. i can drop you off at your place." san suggested, noticing my silence.

"you have a car?" i was quite shocked.

"i'm 23, of course i have a car."

i shook my head, my feet dragging me to sans bedroom.

"i'll stay. but i don't want you to sleep on the sofa, it'll be uncomfortable. so just sleep on the bed."

i didn't miss the excitement that rose in his face, shyness overflowing my heart.

"okay, fine. just because you said so."

i then made my way into his bedroom and took the jean shorts off. when i noticed him undressing i turned
my head immediately away from him, getting even more nervous. this was the first time i had been in bed with a man, other than yeosang. but that's different, he's my best friend. san, however, im attracted to him. even though he's older, something about him just pulls me to him in ways i never knew.

"i hope you don't mind, i sleep without a shirt." he commented, noticing i had turned my gaze away from him. a chuckle left his mouth. "it's okay woo, you can look. it won't harm you."

i slowly turned my head towards him, taking in the sight of his muscular body. he had the most perfect body proportions humanly possible. his large biceps and shoulders stood out to me, they were definitely way bigger than my own. and his abs. they were... there. evidently there. i couldn't help but keep staring at his, and i keep saying this, perfect body. he looked so strong, i felt butterflies rise in my stomach.

i looked up to him with nervousness in my face, slumping into his sheets as he got in the bed mere minutes after.

"i uhm... i also sleep with nothing on my legs, incase you see or feel them."

"i like to cuddle with this stuffed animal, or if i have someone in bed i'll cuddle them."

"are we just casually dropping our sleeping habits?" i giggled at him, turning my body towards him.

"yes we are. may i cuddle you?" he asked, turning his own body towards me, holding himself up with one arm, looking down at me.

"y-yeah, sure. do you want me facing front or back?"

"what?" san choked on his words, coughing

"to cuddle. do you want to hold me from my front side or my back?"

san cleared his throat.

"o-oh uhm, back. i like to be a big spoon." sans own cheeks turned pink, as i turned my body the other way.

i giggled, turning around. i then felt a hand, sans hand around my waist, under the shirt he had given me. he has a strong grip. his hands on my skin felt out of this world, my skin burning from his touch. i tried so hard not to whimper at his hand touching me. he then pulled me closer to him, so now our bodies were fully
pressed against each other.