SANG'S POV
"Tell me about yourself."
"How old are you?"
"How interested are you in Sang?"
"What are your intentions with him?"
"Do you truly love him?"
My mom and sister bombarded Taeho with question after question and all he could do it fidget in his seat, trying to reply.
"Guys!" I said loudly stopping my family from asking anything else. "It's already after 3 am, let's go to bed and we can talk more about this tomorrow, since we both have the day off." Everyone agreed, and I led my mom and sister to the guest bedrooms. After hugging them goodnight, I made my way back to my bedroom where I found Taeho sitting up, leaning his back against my bed frame. I smiled and crawled into the bed leaning over him.
Taeho bit his lip, causing me to smirk. He knew all the right ways to turn me on, even if he doesn't mean to. I tilted his head upwards and softly pressed my lips against his. After a few minutes of kissing we pulled away breathing heavily.
"You're beautiful," I whispered causing his cheeks turn turn a light shade of pink. I brushed my right hand thumb over his cheek and he leaned his head into my hand. I was about to say something when he yawned, covering his mouth with the sleeve of my hoodie that he is wearing. I climbed onto my side of the bed, and Taeho snuggled against my side, drapping his arm over my stomach.
"Goodnight baby." I said softly kissing the top of his head.
"Goodnight." Taeho whispered back.
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