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Hotel- Yunho

I was relaxing in the hotel bed, watching a kdrama. I had just started it, and immediately started crying at the beginning because the main characters father died. Like what sick person made his dad die in episode 1?! I quietly sniffled, trying not to alarm Yunho, who was in the bathroom, finishing his shower. But I realized I failed to be quiet when the bathroom door slammed open, revealing a wide-eyed Yunho. He was wearing a black tank top and grey sweats, with damp hair and a towel around his shoulders. I instantly forgot about how sad the kdrama was when I laid my eyes on him.

"Are you okay?" He questioned, scanning my face and furrowing his eyebrows.

I cleared my throat, zoning back in from staring at him, "Yeah, yeah."

"Did I do something wrong?.." he drawled out, trying to think of a reason I'd be upset.

I laughed a little, turning back to the TV, "No, you're fine." Yunho continued to stare with a pout on his lips, wondering what happened. He eventually saw the scene on the TV and relaxed. He knew I always cried during sad scenes, no matter how sad. He laid on the bed with me and tuned into the TV, getting interested in the drama. I, on the other hand, was zoning out of the show and more into the man laying next to me. How could he be so stupidly attractive while doing nothing? I scoffed a little at my own thoughts, taking a sip of my drink. Yunho stole another glance at me, realizing something was on my mind, but decided not to bring it up in case he was the problem. Which he was- but not in a bad way.

He finally gave into his curiosity, pausing the show and looking at me.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He gave me a pouty look, trying to get an answer from me.

"Yes, Yun. I'm fine, really." I sighed out a little. "You just look.. nice" I smiled a little at him.

Yunho's head that had turned back to the screen, shot over to me so fast he should've gotten whiplash. He then looked down at himself. "Me?" He asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, I know." I grumbled, moving off the bed to avoid the potential awkwardness.

"Wait," He drew out, reaching for my arm and trying to hold in his laugh.

I didn't even pull away, flopping back onto the bed behind me. Yunho hesitated a second before leaning over me and kissing me softly. He managed to ruin the moment, though, when he started laughing into the kiss.

I pulled back, glaring at him, and got up, walking to the bathroom. "Stop laughing at me." I whined.

"No," he whined back, rolling over to face me. "I wasn't laughing at you, I swear." He said, being completely serious.

We stared at each other for a long time before I, once again, gave into him, flopping back onto the bed.

I had just sat down on the edge when Yunho grabbed me, pushing my shoulders down and leaning over me once again. He leaned down to kiss me, but the water dripping from his damp hair landed in my eyes, causing me to blink rapidly and laugh a little. He froze, sitting up and staring at me with a blank face.

"You did not-" he started to say, throwing a glare my way. I interrupted him, grabbing his face and dragging him back down to me. He froze again in shock, before relaxing into the kiss and biting my lip a little as payback.