brendon park, who deliberately has you keep your own apartment, not because he doesn't want to live with you, but because he likes the tease of you needing to go home and him begging you to stay "one more night."
brendon park, who has kept you in his bed for just "one more night" twenty days out of the last month, and has absolutely no apologies. he loves sleeping next to you, loves waking up in the middle of the night with your head on his chest, loves fucking you in the shower before bed and on the sheets right after. his sweet girl, all wanting and warm for him. brendon park, who pays your rent without thought when you huff "i'm paying for a place i barely stay at," because he's been waiting to use the money in his bank account on you anyhow. it's so easy to set up an automatic payment without you knowing. he doesn't tell you until a month later, when you get a notice that your rent has already been paid when you try to make the deposit. you do your best to act annoyed, telling him you're an adult and can afford your own things, but you can't hide the way it makes heat coil low in your belly. brendon park, who loves that you still technically have your own place, because it makes those nights you spend together all the more sweet, even if they're happening more often than not. brendon park, who eventually relents when you remind him that you would get to kiss him hello after every shift if he would just stop paying rent on an apartment you hardly ever use and would help you move in with him instead.
