Starlight

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I don't really remember when we fell asleep. But I woke up in the same position I was last night. Right next to Taesan, who is still asleep.
I look at my phone. "3:22" it says.
I'm not sure whether I should go back to sleep now or sleep in my bed. Either way I can't leave Taesan sleeping on my couch. The position he's in looks uncomfortable as it is. I shake him lightly "Taesan" he doesn't move "wake up" I shake a bit harder. His eyes open slightly, receiving a "hm" from him.
"Wake up dumbass" I shake him harder now that he's kind of awake. He sits up and rubs his eyes
"What time is it?" He says looking around.
"Half past 3" I answer standing up "let's sleep in my room it's not comfortable here" I say and he slowly follows me. Before I could even sit down on my bed he throws himself in the Center, squeezing my miffy and cinnamoroll plushie.
"Get off of them, psycho" I push him to the side so that I can lie down.

"Your bed is really comfortable" he muffles as his face is still covered by my pillow.
"You get why I have a hard time getting up in the morning now?" I laugh turning the light off.
"Good night" I turn around.
"Good morning* it's already the next day" he says. That bitch. "Shut up" I smack a pillow against him. Only getting an ironic "ow" from him.

"You know I would never share a bed with anyone" he says, his face still stuffed in my pillow.
"I don't know why it's you. But I don't mind you. I don't even mind you invading my personal space" I stay quiet for a while. I turn the light back on.
"You know I hate sharing stuff with someone. Like food or drinking from the same cup. I don't even do it with my sisters or my family. But I really don't care if it's you. That means I like you" I turn to him and take my pillow away so that he can face me
"I like you more than my parents taesan"
Maybe it's the dim lighting, but I swear his cheeks are turning into a pinkish Color. He opens his mouth to say something. But closes it immediately after.

I turn the light back off. Taesan still doesnt say anything. He still in the same position. Hugging my cinnamorol plushie and facing me. So I turn the other way. It would be weird to hold eye contact while going to sleep. My windows are still open so that the cold December breeze can come in. It's the best when I can snuggle into my blanket. So I do. But it's warmer than usually. This time Taesan hugs me from behind.

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