In the morning, Y/n slowly woke up, yawning and stretching as he opened his eyes. The warmth of the sun filtered through the curtains, and he blinked to adjust to the light, only to realize he and Sun were cuddling under the sheets. His heart raced as he took in the cozy scene, realizing his face was a blushing mess.
Just then, Sun stirred awake and noticed Y/n’s flustered expression. A playful smirk crept onto his face. "Good morning, my feminine boy~" he said teasingly, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Y/n couldn't help but smile shyly, feeling a mix of embarrassment and warmth. “Good morning. Did you sleep well?” he managed to ask, trying to brush off the teasing.
Sun chuckled softly, his gaze lingering on Y/n. “I did, especially with you right here. How could I not?”
Y/n quickly pulled the sheets around his body, feeling a mix of shyness and thrill. As he scanned the floor, he spotted his and Sun's clothes haphazardly tossed aside, a testament to the wild night they had shared.
With a hesitant glance toward the bathroom mirror, Y/n's heart raced as he noticed the love bites scattered across his neck—evidence of their playful night together. A smile crept onto his face, the warm memories flooding back. It was clear that this morning held the promise of more lighthearted moments and intimate exchanges.
Y/n's eyes widened as he traced the vivid claw marks on Sun's back, a mix of concern and disbelief washing over him. "Damnit, Sun, you took it too far!" he exclaimed, the boldness from earlier wavering into a rush of anxiety.
Sun turned, a playful smirk on his face despite the evidence of their wild night. "What can I say? Things got a bit... intense," he replied, his voice light, but Y/n could sense the underlying thrill of the moment.
