Golden Boys Must Burn || 8TURN

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Y/N's POV:

Dappled sunshine shone through the light gauzy curtains around the bay window. I felt a warmth moulded to my back and a weight draped over my stomach.

Sleep's fog kept me confused for a moment longer before last night's events came flooding back. I shifted slightly to look back a little, seeing how Myungho was hugging me like an overly attached cat. His face was tucked into the nook where my neck met my shoulder and his bed hair was a little fluffy and tousled. I smiled, he looked cute...and honestly, kind of really hot. Not that I would ever tell him that. 

Seeing as there were no pyjamas here for Myungho, I'd very kindly offered to let him borrow a cute nightgown of mine, or even my pink track pants with butterflies on them, but Myungho, strangely, declined. So taking off his jeans and buttoned shirt, which were now crumpled on the floor, he was only in boxers right now. I'd never slept with a boy before, even if it was just literally sleeping, it was a far cry from squishing into the same bed as my friends—who were girls—at sleepovers. 

Yeah, cute shirtless guy who clearly worked out outside of baseball plastered to my back like a sloth was a little different.

I literally threw myself at him last night.

I decided then was a good time to get out of bed, so I slowly extricated myself from Myungho's arms and slipped out my door. I actually wasn't as mortified as I thought I'd be, and I knew I didn't regret it. I was pretty sure Myungho didn't either. I wasn't sure when things started to feel different with him, but I didn't want to overthink it right now, because then I might start to replay what happened before Myungho picked me up—

Yeah no, absolutely not going to think about that now. That stress and drama could wait until Monday.

So I was rolling with the positive. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and gargle warm water with lemon, which was a weird morning routine I guess, but I'd picked it up from my mum. It was as I was about to put on my running gear and thinking about whether I should actually try to find some clean and non-crumpled clothes for Myungho that my phone's message tone sounded.

Mum:

Good morning Sweetie we'll be home in a minute,

just wanted to see if you'd left for ur jog yet?

No but there's a mostly naked boy in my bed. My giddy thoughts turned to panic, and then double panic when I also got a text from Mina.

Ew 🤢:

Sup greasy hoe. im on my way, if the folks 

get there b4 me pls cover i don't want them

thinking their angel eldest has been hoeing

it all night w her new man🥳🍆

Double panic turned to sadness momentarily because I really didn't need to know what Mina and Professor Lee were doing on their date. Panic quickly returned and I ran back to my room, wondering who our parents would think was the bigger hoe even though said mostly naked boy in my bed wasn't what it looked like.

I very subtly pounced on the bed and tapped Myungho's shoulder. He stirred and woke slowly, a drowsy smile forming on his lips when he noticed me.

"Hey," he said, the slight hoarseness in his morning voice sort of making me wish my parents weren't about to arrive any second. Otherwise, I totally would've let this go on.