It Happens

Chapter Four

Tara's P.O.V

I woke up from a weird dream, almost a nightmare. It was about Cheo and that's all I remember.

I felt something around my waist and air on my neck. It pulled me out of my thoughts and I opened my eyes.

I was still in Aron's room and Baekho was sprawled out on the bed across the room.

I sat up and looked beside me. Aron moved his arm back to his chest and breathed out.

Glancing outside, the sun was barely up. I was used to waking up with the world, so it automatically happened now.

I turned and grabbed my phone from the bedside table. I turned it on and it read 'Missed Call: Cheo 7:36 p.m.'

"Shit," I muttered to myself and started to text him.

Sorry I missed you. I fell asleep. Where are you? Are u OK?

I didn't get an answer so I hoped he went home last night and was sleeping in.

I laid on my side again, only facing Aron. I lifted his arm and laid it across my waist. His muscles tensed and then relaxed when I let go.

Besides our kiss yesterday, this was the closest we'd ever been. I took advantage of it and leaned my forehead against his. I lightly laid my finger tips on his cheek and felt how warm he was.

I closed my eyes and breathed in, catching a whiff of his cologne. I couldn't keep myself from blushing.
A second passed and I felt his soft lips on mine.

I let my guard down again and he pushed his way through my small defenses.

His arm pulled me closer as his lips pushed deeper into the kiss. I let go when I heard Baekho roll over and remembered his presence.

"Good morning," Aron whispered and grinned, "Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah. How about you?" I ran my hand along his arm.

"Great," he smiled at me.

A few seconds later, the door opened and I heard Raiga humming. She picked up the dirty clothes and threw them into separate baskets according to it's color.

She walked over to the room's other occupant and pulled the covers back up on the bed.

"Kang, you sleep like an animal," she sighed quietly to herself.

We waited for her to finish and leave before speaking again. We both knew that she would most likely want us to get up.

"I should really get back to the apartment," I pulled my hair out of my face.

"Do you have to go?" He whined, copying me from the night he carried me.

"Yes I do. I need to know if Cheoung's okay," I frowned at the thought that he didn't come back.

"I'll take you," he stroked my side, "Besides, I feel sort of responsible."

"Don't. If anything, he's my responsibility," I sat up and swung my legs over the side, before slowly standing up and stretching.

"And for now, I'm in charge of taking care of you," he walked around from the other side of the bed and grabbed my waist.

"I guess," I giggled quietly as he forced me to walk backwards, leaning his forehead against mine.

He backed me up to the door and reached out, then turned to knob, pushing it open.

He picked me up and carried me out the door, then paused and put me back down when JR came out of the room he shared with Ren.