“Where’s my bra?” you inquired, exasperated. You have been looking for it in the last 15 minutes.
Junhoe perked his head up slightly from the pillows, eyes still puffy from sleep. “How would I know?” he countered, voice is hoarse from sleep.
You sighed and whipped around to look at your boyfriend who’s had his face back down in between pillows, his naked back on full display on top of the bed. “You were the one who took it off me last night! Help me find it.” you pulled on his arm but he did not budge.
“Babe, just wear one from the old ones you have in my dresser.” Junhoe slurred before settling on his back to properly look at you. Your head is still wrapped in towel and your robe untied. You put your hands on your hips, and looked down at him. “I’ll find it, I promise. I’ll even buy you several sets later.”
"You don’t understand! That pair is one of my favorites and the old ones I have here are either too small or uncomfortable.” you sounded like a whining kid but you don’t care.
Junhoe reached out for your hips and tucked you back slowly in his previous lying position. “Then just don’t wear anything today, I won’t complain.”
You scoff at his suggestion. “What, you want me to go braless in front of your parents today?”