Ash was woken up by the alarm. Groggily, he reached out towards the bedside table to turn it off. A pair of soft hands were hugging him tightly. He opened his eyes to see Mirae, still in deep sleep. Her legs were entangled around his waist and she was resting peacefully on his chest.
He was gently stroking her hair. "Wake up, little perv," he poked her. "It's morning."
"Five more minutes," she mumbled, hugging him closer.
"We have to go to the studio," he reminded her.
"Five more minutes."
Ash sighed. He kept on stroking her hair. Even in casual clothes, she looked ravishing. It took him all his willpower to refuse her advances last night. But seeing how distraught she was, he could not bring himself to get intimate with her.
"Wake up, Mirae," he nudged her. But she was still sound asleep. An idea propped to his mind. He slowly slid his hand under her shirt.
