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EUNHYEOK IS DRIVING ME INSANE !!Fuck his perfect face, those captivating eyes, that irresistible voice, and his maddeningly attractive height. Fuck his entire existence—every inch of him is a curse I can't escape.
I am lying in bed after showering, drifting in that thought when my phone chimes, breaking the silence. Groggily, I reach under my pillow and pull it out, squinting at the screen. It's a text from Dohwa—he is going to stay late at his part time job, which means I am the one on grocery duty today.
I let out a heavy sigh and quickly typed my response, already dreading the task ahead.
After another five minutes of pure laziness, I finally dragged myself out of bed. Still in a daze, I slip into my pajamas—there's no point in changing since the store is just a stone's throw from the apartment. Besides, who cares? It's just a quick trip.
. . .
After paying, I walk out of the store, still half-lost in my thoughts, when suddenly I walk straight into someone's chest.
"Ouch, I-I'm sor—"
The words die in my throat as I look up, ready to apologize, but when I see who it is, everything stops. It was Eunhyeok.
My heart skips a beat, my breath caught, and I can't even process what is happening. Time seems to slow down as I stand there, completely paralysed by his presence. He is standing right in front of me, that familiar, infuriatingly perfect face mere inches away, and for a moment, I forget how to breathe.
He is staring down at me, his gaze intense, and I swear I could just drown in his eyes. They are mesmerizing, pulling me in, making everything else fade into the background. My mind is racing, but my body seems to freeze, caught in the magnetic pull of his presence.
I hear him whisper something, his voice low and smooth, but the words are a blur, barely registering in my brain. What did he just say? I can't quite grasp it, but that doesn't matter. It feels like the world has shrunk down to just the two of us.
"Bunnies," I hear him murmur, and suddenly, everything clicks. My eyes widened as realization hit me—he's talking about my pajamas. The soft fabric adorned with little bunny prints that I thought were so cute and comfy.
My face flushes instantly, a mix of embarrassment and something else I can't quite put my finger on. I feel exposed, like he can see right through me, and I wish I can just shrink into the ground.
I have no idea what's happening to me. I never cared about what guys think of me before—my sense of style is my own business, and I can't have cared less about male opinions. But now, here I am, standing in front of Eunhyeok, practically dying of embarrassment over my favorite pajamas.
