So, that morning, I woke up to find Seo-Jun staring at me.
For a moment, I stayed still, staring at his gaze fixed warmly on mine and those eyes that were probably trying to speak before his lips did.
"Good morning." He said and then I closed my eyes. It wasn't a dream. This wasn't a dream. I was waking up with Seo-Jun in the same bed as me.
Did nothing happen?
Truthfully, I expected him to try one or two things since he was such a fiend but there was nothing. At least, nothing that I noticed.
I sat up, my hand rubbing my eyes.
"Morning, Master," I called and he held my hand, forcing me to meet his gaze.
"We talked about this, remember?" He said and I realized I had reverted to that habit again.
Seeing his pouty face, I laughed softly and nodded.
"Yes, good morning, Seo-Jun," I said, and his imaginary tail wiggled in satisfaction. "Happy?"
"Of course." He said and then hugged me, shocking me as we both crashed on the bed again. "I'm so happy, Jo-Pil."
And why was that?