My Melody || SUNGJOY

|| My Melody - Twenty Three ||

Note: This chapter might be full of soft and natural moments for couples, it might be boring but I wish you would enjoy this!

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He keeps on shifting over his position, irritated at the fact of the air conditioner hitting over his toes. He's too tall that he needs to crumple his length a little.

Grunting, he sat up scratching the back of his head as he sighed. "This is irritating.", He stares blankly over the floor. A faint knock on the door was heard as he abruptly stares over it. "Is she still awake?" He walks over to his door, opening it as his eyes widen to see no one infront of the entrance. He shook his head, muttering. "I must have been hearing things." He muttered, closing the door once again as he turns around- only to hear another knock.

Shivers went down his spine, as he fearfully sat over the bed- waiting for another knock.

"Yah, Joyiah. Stop messing with me, I'm sleeping!" He expected her to laugh on the other side, but instead he heard nothing. "She's playing again." He mumbled, standing up as he walked over the door, opening it to see no one once again. 

He clicked his tongue, before marching across her room- knocking. "Joy."

She wasn't answering. "Is she really sleeping?" His eyes widen, looking around to realize that there were no people around except for the two of them- and she's sleeping. He felt a little colder than earlier, creeping behind his back. This is weird. 

He blinked a couple of times before muttering. "This is just a noise, nothing else." He mumbled, trying to convince his self that the knocks didn't even exist. Scratching his cheeks, he shuts his door once again to sit over his bed. As soon as he heard another knock, he grunted as he covered the blankets over his head.

Another knock was heard. 

"Ah, jinja!" He cursed after yelling, marching restlessly over the door only to see no one once again. "This is driving me crazy." He mumbled, scratching his nose as he yelled. "Park Sooyoung, stop messing with me!" Shivers went down over his spine, feeling a small yet different presence of someone over the kitchen. Biting his lower lip, he shook his head. 

He was hesitant to knock over her door, since she might be sleeping at the moment. 

But as seconds pass by, the edge of his eyes can see a small figure walking over the hallway. He was growing scared that he desperately knocked over her door. He might've faint all of a sudden. He tried his best not to turn his head around, afraid that he might see something he didn't wish too. 

After a couple of knocks, the door opens only for him to see Joy grumpily rubbing her eyes as she looks up into him. "What?" The unavoidable feeling of fear over the hallways disappeared, before he looks into left and right- only to see nothing. "You're sleeping.." He trailed off. "Isn't it obvious?", "Can I sleep here?"

Turning wide awake, she murmured. "A-a-are you crazy?", "Ani, Joy." He explained, being cut off when he remembered what the real reason was. "Go sleep over your room." Joy cautiously mumbled, "Then sleep with me there.", "You're too clingy, you need sleep-" Joy was about to turn around, only for him to pull her back into a hug from behind. "Please."

"What the hell is wrong with you? Your hands are sweaty." Joy retorted, slapping his arms away. "Just let me sleep here.", "You're not sleeping in the same bed with me, shoo.", "I can sleep over the floor, just let me sleep here." He whimpered. 

Coming up into a realization, Joy turns around- pointing to him as he curiously stares back. She breaks out into a huge laugh, leaving him dumbfounded. She chuckled over how he grips over his pillow as if he was a child having the nightmare. "You're scared.", "Aniya!" He defensively yelled, looking at her as he gripped over his pillow with just a single hand.