It's Okay

Chapter 4

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"You take the bed. I'll just sleep on the couch," he said before going into the bathroom. 

It was almost 1:00 AM when we decided to call it a day. Tomorrow is a very busy for them. Yes, them. Sungjae didn't allow me to join the shoot tomorrow. Even though I told him that I'm fine now, he still thinks that I'm still not alright with the sprain. It's a good thing that we were staying here for a week, so maybe, just maybe, I can join them in two days time.

I sat down on the bed and waited for him to finish up. I couldn't feel myself breathing as I wait for the doorknob to twist. It really feels different when you're in alone with someone who's more important than your life.

I almost fell off the bed when the door opened, Sungjae came out wearing a pair of pajamas and plain white shirt. He was drying his hair with a towel. I swear! He's looking hot while he's doing that. He's beyond from being a Greek God.

"Yah, Sooyoung-ah!" If he didn't call my name, I would've let my emotions take over. "An-eulo deur-eogada." (Get inside.)

I blinked a few times before I made a move to get some stuff out of my luggage and then, I walked my way to the bathroom. I saw him firing up his laptop. He was settled on the couch with his laptop sitting on the coffee table. 

"Oppa, neoneun sopa-eseo jaji anh-ado dwae." I stopped and looked back at him. "The bed is big enough for the two of us. We can share it." (You don't need to sleep on the couch.)

I saw him stop for a while as he furrowed his eyebrows. I did not wait for him to respond and I made my way straight into the bathroom and closed the door. I washed myself and made sure I was squeaky clean. I was wearing a black sleeveless top paired with some pajamas. 

"Damn prawns!" The last thing I need right now is breathing problems. 

I hope the medicine I took will show its effects faster than usual. I just ate a piece of that dreaded shrimp. Why did I ever have to be allergic to prawns? I might get myself in trouble this way. Aish!

I got out of the bathroom to get some of my prescription. I didn't want to repeat history. I was lucky back then, I had Hyunwoo with me that day. I walked my way to the fridge to get some water when Sungjae stood in front of me.

"What is it?" I hid the hand with my medicine behind my back.

"You want us to sleep in one bed?" He took a step closer to me which caused me to take a step back.

"What's wrong with that?" 

"Do you have any idea what you're asking me for, Sooyoung?" His voice was raspy and low.

He looked at me dead in the eyes and came closer until our nose touched.

"I was just asking you to share the bed with me, is that so wrong?" I managed to utter.

I didn't ask him for anything weird, right? I don't want him to sleep on the stuffy couch. For sure, he'll thank me for being generous enough to share. I also did not want him to hurt his back.

"You're that naive, are you not?" He chuckled. 

I glared at him. I was about to open my mouth to defend myself but he put his finger on my lips to stop me from talking.

"I'm a man, Sooyoung and I have biological needs, too. Now, you're asking me to sleep in one bed with you. Are you torturing me?"

"What -,"

"If we sleep together, in that bed," he glanced at the bed across the bedroom. "I might end up snatching the most important thing to you. And I don't think we both want that." He looked at me from head to toe and back.