she didn't expect him to barge inside of her room without knocking. it was all her fault. why didn't she expect him? he always did that when he gets home from practice. she felt so stupid for not locking the door.
her heart thumped loudly inside her ribcage as if it was about to come out of her chest. her face was flushed and her whole body was shaking. she let out a high pitched scream as she ran back inside the bathroom so that woozi can't see her anymore. she was too embarrassed and she was kind of insecure about her body.
letting out a few heavy breaths, she closed her eyes and sat on the toilet throwing her head backwards and closing her eyes. "god damn why does he have to arrive at such wrong timing?" she said under her breath until she heard woozi shout from outside.
"(F/N)! I'M SORRY! I'LL GO OUT AGAIN SO YOU COULD CHANGE!" he shouted and she could hear the faint slam of the door.
she was insecure of her body, yes but when the thought of woozi seeing it embarrasses her and makes her want to scrape herself from existence. she gets super insecure around him, and she knows why but she was just too persistent to even admit it.
she opened the door and went outside finally changing ito some comfortable clothing. she wore a spaghetti strapped top and shorts that ran up to the middle of her thighs. her hair was still wet so she decided to wrap a towel around it.
walking outside, she found no signs of woozi being on the second floor so she went town to see him sleeping on the couch while the television was on and it was tuned into some spanish channel that shows spanish and french variety shows. turning to woozi, she smiled at how cute he can be when he was sleeping.
she never gave a damn about sleeping woozi when he was on her room because everyone is ugly when they're sleeping but the little guy here looked cute. he looked so squishy and she just wanted to hug him until he dies.
the smile on her lips never faltered as she sat down beside him, poking his cheek and giggling lowly so that she won't be able to wake him up. "you're so cute," she murmured, "why do you make me feel like this? usually, i'd kick anyone's balls who would see my body but, i didn't do that to you." she continued to poke his cheek. "you're fucking my whole being, i hate you," she trailed off, this time both of her hands were on his cheeks pinching them lightly. "you're so squishy, let me hug you until you die,"
woozi's eyes fluttered open and saw (f/n) smiling at him. "huh?" he groaned.
"go upstairs now," she stood up from the sofa and dusted her lap.
"can i sleep in your room?" he stretched his arms and turned the tv off, following the girl.
"you always do, why're you asking me if you could sleep there?"
he smiled and gave her a back hug. "thank you,"
"you're being weird. the hell happened to you?"
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