The heavy crimson curtains had not been moved from the previous day, allowing treacherous sunlight to crawl its way inside the bedroom, reaching the bed and the fluffy bunched-up sheets. He had no recollection of how long he had been sleeping, the night had dragged on, and if he were to walk out into the living room, he would see the evidence of the drunken decisions on the table with the collection of empty green glass bottles lined up, take out still left next to it.
There were things he HAD to do, not that he had any desire to move for the foreseeable future, but he knew sooner or later the old lady would invade his privacy as she always did, making sure that the start of his day began with nagging.
As he scooted to the edge, wanting to lazily push the comforter off him, a familiar voice made him stop. Jung-hoo slowly turned to his left side, seeing half a face that was visible with fingers in front of it, clinging to the sheets. “ We have to get up eventually. ” He feels himself give up his resolve as he turns towards her, making himself comfortable again. “ I thought you found me annoying, and yet here you are, in my bed. ” There was a slightly mocking tone to his voice, he couldn’t really muster much more in his state.
brxisedblxsh asked: “ no don’t move, it’s too cold outside the covers. ” — Meno (hi 👀 ) - picked from this MEME. (still accepting)
