"This is my room, the only other bedroom in the house which means we'll have to share as I'm not letting you sleep downstairs." I made sure to not leave space for him to protest.
He was stood in the doorway glancing around the room.
"I like the room... Very home like and cute." He smirks shifting his eyes over to my numerous amount of plushies that layed on my bed.
My whole body heats up and I over to them and covering them up with my body.
"That's not important!" I squeak, my voice going an octave or two higher.
"Don't be shy," He smiles coming over and sitting next to me on the bed. "I think it's cute." He whispers and puts a stray strand of hair behind my ear before gently pulling my head into his chest, enveloping my entire upper body.
The corner of my mouth tip upwards as I bring my arms around his torso, lightly running my hands up and down his back in a calming manner, making sure not to touch his bandages.
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Ukulele Boy | Junhui
General Fiction"You look at me like there's something worth looking at." ✗Wen Junhui✗ ❖Trigger Warning❖
