She blinked, once, twice and still couldn't take in what happened. Her cheeks burned red.
Somehow, just somehow, Soonyoung had managed to lay on top of Jieun in his sleep. She didn't question how since she was more pre-occupied by her crush laying on her.
Oh my god. Oh my god. THIS DOESN'T JUST HAPPEN. HE'S LITERALLY ON TOP OF ME WHAT DID I DO TO MYSELF.
She freaked out. Jieun didn't want to wake him up since he looked so peaceful sleeping. Jieun froze.
Soonyoung moved his head, burying his head in the covers, moving his arm to a position similar to a hug. Jieun let out a breath that she didn't realise she held in, admiring the person in front of her. She didn't realise someone could still look good while sleeping, but apparently he did.
Jieun tried moving her body several times but couldn't because of the weight on her. She gave up trying and stayed where she was, waiting patiently for Soonyoung to wake up by himself.
Soonyoung's eyes fluttered open meeting with Jieun's own brown eyes who stared right back at him. He blinked several times as if he didn't believe the situation he was in. He looked around and realised the position he was in and started blushing like crazy.
"Um... we... didn't do anything, did we?" he asked quietly.
"Oh no no no- no we didn't," Jieun replied, making Soonyoung sigh in relief.
"I should probably, just." he paused, climbing out of the bed and Jieun thanked him mentally for doing that. "I'll just be in the bathroom if you need me." he left the awkward room and Jieun sat up now that she was able to. Her heart still thumped quickly, unable to forget the moment. They were so close. Just a centimeter closer and then...
Jieun shook the thoughts away, cheeks tinting a slight pink.
Soonyoung returned and looked at Jieun in silence. Jieun awkwardly cleared her throat.
"Uh... I hope you don't mind me asking, but why were you so wasted last night?" she asked. Almost immediately a sad expression flashed on his face and the girl noticed. "Nevermind... forget I asked," she said, feeling like the topic wouldn't be good to talk about.
"Hm, why?"
"You just seemed to look a bit sad when I asked you." Soonyoung made an 'oh' face, shaking his head.
"No, you can ask me. I'll tell you. I trust you."
"It doesn't look like it is good news. If you're ready to tell me, you can."
"My... my..." Soonyoung breathed in, shooting Jieun a distraught gaze. "My mother. Sh-she..."
He paused, taking in a deep breath as if he needed to mentally prepare himself. After a second, he looked back up at Jieun and continued.
"She died yesterday from a stroke." the air was silent as Jieun heard those words. She was hit with a pang of sadness for Soonyoung.
"I... I don't really know what to say to that. My condolences."
As if confessing was the last lock keeping everything in, Soonyoung suddenly felt tears falling. A flood of emotions overwhelmed Soonyoung and he touched his face, feeling the wetness of the tears.
The lump in his throat sealed his voice away and he was unable to say anything, choking out more inaudible noises as his face was covered with salty water. Soonyoung wiped the tears away but they were soon replaced by more. His eyes became puffy and his vision was blurred.
He struggled to take deep breaths, desperately doing it to calm himself down. The lump in his throat disappeared and he could finally speak properly now.
Soonyoung stared at the ground, trying his best to stop when he felt arms wrapping around his torso.
He was held in an embrace.
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FanfictionThe story of a guy who doesn't understand the term 'fuckboy' and a girl who just wants her sleep. ________________♪ ©milky_hoshi 2020 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Highest Rankings: #1 in kwonsoonyoung #1 in saythename #8 in soonyoung #1 in ho...