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Sunoo was always drawing something in his sketchbook, but what was this something?

You never knew. Well, he would show you some things he drew every now and then, but it's like there was this one notebook where he would specifically ask you not to touch.

This reason being because that whole notebook was dedicated to you.
He liked you, so he drew you.

Leaning back in his chair, turning his head to you. "Oh, when did you get here?" He asked a bit startled.

He leaned forward, now facing you, and he quickly closed his sketchbook that he was drawing in. He made a soft chuckle.
"You scared me a bit." He continued to chuckle a bit, trying to play it off.

He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling a bit embarrassed in a sense. "So, why are you in my room?" He questioned, tilting his head to the side a bit, observing you with his eyes.

"Your mom let me in," you chuckle.

"Of course she did." He mumbled, letting out a soft, exasperated sigh. "Well... don't you know how to knock?" He questioned and jokingly pouted like a child.

You smiled, apologizing while you sat on his bed.

"It's fine." He shrugged his shoulders, his pout turning into a small smile. "You just always gotta scare me, don't you?" He teased, turning in his chair to face you.

"Im too good at it."

He let out a chuckle, shaking his head. "Yes, you are." He muttered. "Too good." He mumbled, leaning back a bit in his chair.

"So whatchu drawing?"

He tensed up a bit and froze.
Of course you had to ask that.
"Uhm-" He spoke awkwardly. "Nothing."
Sunoo said, his tone a bit quick as he was trying to change the subject.

"Oh, cmon Sunoo~ show me!"

He let out a sigh. He knew he wasn't going to dodge past this. "Mmmm... no." He mumbled, still trying to not show you the sketchbook.

"I won't judge.. im just curious."

He bit his lip, thinking about this for a moment. "You promise?" He questioned, still a bit hesitant to show you.

"Promise"

He sighed, giving up. "You better not laugh, okay?" He gave you a look as he mumbled.
He picked up the sketchbook, opened it up, and then handed it over to you.

As you opened his sketchbook, you saw you—
a lot of you.

He was nervously awaiting your reaction; he was a bit embarrassed and looked to the side. "Ah-uhm... do you... do you like them?" He mumbled, looking down a bit, still avoiding eye contact.

"Well arent you a little obsessed," you say with a laugh, as you flipped through millions drawings of you.

He was slightly taken aback when you called him that. He let out a small huff, his cheeks turning red a bit. "Hey-" He mumbled. "It's not obsessed when you... do it... for someone who looks..." He was stumbling over his own words. Damnit. "For someone as beautiful as you."

"Well you made me so pretty, Sunoo."

He let out a huff, still having a red tint on his face, as he gave you a small glare that said, Obviously.

"It's because you are."  He replied with. He rubbed the back of his neck a bit.

"I'd feel like I would be a terrible artist if I drew you anything less than how beautiful you are."

He chuckled a little bit, trying to play it cool. "I... spent a while on some of those. Making sure they were perfect, I guess." He mumbled, keeping that redness on his face.

"It looks so good."

He rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, well.. I had the perfect thing to draw." He mumbled. He had a small smile on his face; he was happy you liked his drawings of you.

"Since when did you get so smooth?" You joked.

He froze up at your comment, his cheeks turning a bit more red, and he was just flustered a bit. "Im not smooth, Y/N."
He mumbled, stammering over his own words a bit.

You closed his sketchbook. "I was not expecting those drawings, but they're really cute."

He chuckled a bit. "You weren't?" He questioned, tilting his head to the side a bit.
"I figured you'd find out sooner or later."
He mumbled, still having that pink tint over on his face.

"Well, now I have."

"And you don't think I'm weird for it?" He questioned, genuinely a bit surprised you didn't find it weird or were creeped out by it.

"A little... but honestly, I don't care."

He let out a soft exhale of relief. That was a better response than he expected. "It's not my fault I'm obsessed with you." He huffed, leaning back in his chair again.

"Crazy obsessed"

He let out a soft scoff. "Obsessed is a strong word." He muttered. "And you have a pretty face; I can't blame myself." He teased, jokingly pouting like a child again.

He looked at you again, the pink tint still on his face; he seemed lost in thought a bit. "You're the one who sat on my bed; you're in my room right now." He mumbled, still a bit flustered.

"Why don't you join me instead of sitting on that chair?"

He froze up at your suggestion. "J-Join you?" He mumbled, a bit flustered by that sudden change of suggestion. "Is... is that actually okay?" He questioned, still a bit surprised.

"Gosh, we've been friends for 4 years yet you get so flustered," you joked as he rolled his eyes.

"Lets watch the movie"

"Sure" He said, getting up out of his chair and walked towards his bed, sitting down by you. "What movie do you want to watch?"
He questioned, looking at you.

He leaned back onto the bed a bit; the pink tint was still on his face. He felt a bit flustered being so close to you like this, but he didn't mind it at all.

"Spider man!"
(Don't think I forgot the Spider-Man series)

He froze up for a moment. "Really? You want to watch that?" He questioned, and his eyes widened a bit. He let out a soft sigh. "Of course you want to watch that." He muttered in a semi-joking manner.

He got up from the bed and grabbed the remote, searching up the movie before getting back on the bed, sitting next to you. "Really Spider-Man?" He questioned; he was a bit surprised that you out of all movies chose Spider-Man.

"Duh"

"You know-" He mumbled as he got comfortable on the bed. "For some who aren't into all the sciency stuff, you sure do like all the superhero stuff." He teased jokingly.

"Oh shut up, superheroes are not sciency, so shh."

"No, I don't think I will." He teased, giving you a sly smirk. "You can't tell me to shut up." He teased more, poking your arm lightly.

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Sunoo had his arm wrapped around your waist a bit, keeping you close to him as he got comfortable. He wasn't really paying attention to the movie at this point; he was more focused on you.

He stared at you as you lay next to him, cuddled and all. He was so focused on you, studying all the small features that he found so adorable and cute about you.

He pulled you closer to him a bit more. "You know... you're way more distracting than an action movie, you know that?" He mumbled as he continued to stare at you.

"Mh? And why is that?"

"Well .." He muttered. "You're just too cute, and I keep staring at you instead of the movie." He mumbled; he was being blunt with his words as he pulled you closer to where you were practically lying on his chest now.

"Gosh, youre too obsessed," you flick his forhead.

"You don't think I know that?" He mumbled. "Have you seen you?" He questioned, still having that pink tint on his face. He had his arm that was wrapped around your waist pull you a bit closer to where you were practically on top of him at this point.

He looked down at you for a moment, and he started to feel his heartbeat speed up a bit. You were so close to him like this, it felt as if you were going to cause his heart to jump out of his chest.

He slowly reached a hand up, running it through your hair that was laying on his chest. "You're making it hard to pay attention to the movie, you know that?" He muttered, still running his hand through your hair.

He glanced at the TV for a moment, barely paying attention to the movie. His focus was on you and only you, his hand still rubbing through your hair as he leaned back a bit.

"Eyes on the movie Sunno"

He let out a huff at your words. "How can I focus on the movie when you're all cute right on top of me?" He mumbled, almost whined, as he looked down at you.

He stared down at you, still having his hand in your hair, and began to gently rub it. He let out a soft sigh, feeling a bit relaxed and at peace like this, with you practically lying on his chest.

Gosh, what am I going to do with this girl?