The sun illuminating the room woke up her senses. The weight of an arm around her waist was foreign. When she leaned towards her shoulder, she felt warm lips touch her cheek.
"Y-Youngjae…"
She mumbled, staring at his closed eyes and slightly parted lips. His breath smelled raw like a natural musky scent of man and every whiff was warm. As she gazed longing to get a glimpse of his dark brown irises, her cheeks burned from the thoughts of his kisses.
"I look hot when I'm asleep, aren't I?"
Youngjae whispered with his eyes still closed. Her body quickly felt feverish as his curved lips let a mischievous chuckle.
"N-No, you're not!"
She replied and shifted her body to sit up but his arms around her waist tightened up. And she fell back into the bed with his head on her neck and his lips breathing deeply on her ear.
"Let's stay in bed for a little while longer."
"Y-Youngjae?"
"I only want to feel you in my arms."
