"Why? I thought you said that you would be going on Friday." Byeongho asked and turned, now facing Doyun while still using his left arm as a pillow.
With his face now turned to him, Doyun could feel his breath. They were lying too close now, but Doyun wanted to pull him a lot closer to his chest.
Yet at the same time, he wanted to look into the guy's eyes while they spoke, so that would not do.
"Hm. But my mom has given me a strong warning to sleep at home tomorrow." He answered him.
Doyun took his hand and interlocked their fingers together before bringing it closer and planting a kiss on it.
Byeongho felt shy as his cheeks became hot and reddish.
"I wish we could've spent tomorrow too together, but now that is not possible. Ahh! It pains me that we met only when I was about to depart soon.
I should've met you a year prior, at least. Now I won't be seeing you until it's over. Sad." Doyun lamented bitterly.
