It was around midnight and kyungsoo shifted uncomfortably in his bed that very following night, he felt sweaty, and turned on, all in one. He twisted and kept on turning in his bed, he could no longer keep denying but accept his very own sexual desires for the other. Kyungsoo breathed out heavily in his sleep, his throat felt dry and his hands were grabbing onto the fabric of his pajamas. It was the closest thing that he could nearly hold onto. He licked his dry chapped lips as he dreamt, about the person who made him feel so amazingly turned on. Kyungsoo began to moan, loudly.