YN
After dinner, everyone retired to their rooms to get some rest and so I took a quick shower and got changed before I let my parents take their rest in my room.
I was dreading every step I had to take to go down the stairs and walk over to the guest bedroom.
I reached the door and stopped. I took a deep breath to ready myself and put my hand on the handle. The sight before me almost made me drop to my knees.
His whole back is exposed as he slowly slips on a t-shirt, letting it slowly hide his tattoo. I didn't even know he got a tattoo.
Then he turned around and looked me straight in the eyes, "It's been a while since we last shared a bed. Don't you just miss it, love?"
The way he addresses me always gives me butterflies.
"Oh how I miss it soooooo much," I replied sarcastically and started walking towards the left side of the bed.
He just stood there watching me without a word or moving and it made me feel so uncomfortable. "Can you stop fucking staring and just look away," I annoyingly told him.
He smirked then walked over to the other side of the bed. As soon as we were both laying down on the bed, I felt so exposed. There was nothing blocking him from me.
I immediately got up and took out the extra pillow stored in the wardrobe and placed it between us then I heard him chuckle, "Are you scared you might crawl over to me, love?"
My heart skipped a beat and how I really wanted to but hell no am I making the move on him. He's gotta do it.
"I'm not one of your whores. Where's your bitch for the night huh?" I replied.
I rolled facing away from him so I wouldn't look at his face. I heard him get up and chuckle and soon after the lights were out then I felt him back on the bed.
"You want me to fuck her on the same bed as you? Listening to me wasn't enough? You're asking for a show huh?" he egged me on.
"Fuck you," I said. "Oh, please do, love," he replied.
You don't know how much I want to.
I completely ignored him this time then he slowly said, "Good night, love."
Seungcheol
We're on the same bed and I can't bring myself to touch her. Being this close to her, sharing a bed, I've been given the best opportunity to start something yet I can't bring myself to.
The tension in the air between us is as stiff as ever. I know for a fact she wants me just as much as I want her. Maybe not as much but almost as much. She has no idea how much I've been thinking of her.
She doesn't even know all those girls I bring home, I never let them face me when I use them so I can imagine her.
I turn facing her looking at her exposed upper back and her hair flowing down the pillow. See this? This is what I always picture in my head.
This stupid pillow between us is so annoying. I moved it as quietly and as slowly as I could down so it would position between our legs instead.
Why am I torturing myself really?
I was staring at her figure when she suddenly turned and faced me. Our eyes met in an instant and none of us broke away. I was never the one to break eye contact with her, I blatantly stare at her all the time and she knows it.
At that moment, a chill ran down my spine. It's taking everything in me to keep it to myself. Don't touch her, don't make a move. If she's not gonna do it then why should I?

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