Jul 24, 2019
[8:15pm] opening the door to his room, rowoon noticed a figure bundled in his grey beddings, chuckling as he put away his jacket in the closet. ‘you know (y/n), usually in this scenario you’re supposed to be awake waiting for me, not drooling on my pillow’ he spoked to himself, entering the bed while pushing the blankets away from your waist, replacing it with his arms instead. whining in your sleep, you pull rowoon closer, not noticing it wasn’t his blankets. rowoon pressed his lips to your forehead before closing his eyes, relieved to see you after a tiring day of schedules.
