Standing near the bed, Brandon pulled the quilt higher, tucking it gently around Dhayun's shoulders.
She was already half-asleep as she snuggled deeper into the mattress.
He watched her for a moment, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face, then leaned down to press a feather-light kiss to her forehead.
"Sleep well, Noona," he whispered.
Smiling to himself, he slipped on a pair of loose shorts and quietly left the room, closing the door with a soft click.
Downstairs, the living room was bathed in the warm glow of the fireplace.
Everyone who was in the backyard until now is sitting on the plush sectional couch with blankets draped over laps, and empty bottles and snack plates scattered on the coffee table.
As Brandon appeared at the bottom of the stairs, everyone turned their heads.
"There he is."
"Oh, I wonder how the session went."
Elize patted her lap invitingly from her spot on the couch "Come here."
