Star in the Mist

☆Lies☆

Struggling a bit, Woohyun managed to get all the bags inside in one trip, as you trailed behind him.
You scrunched your brows in response to him carrying your bags inside.
You knew that he wouldn't be able to carry everything inside, though he insisted that he'd do it himself.

"I told you to let me help," you said, closing the door behind.
"No, I got it," he panted, dropping the bags on the living room floor.
He dropped down on the floor, hand on his chest, as he tried catching his breath.
"Are you okay?"
He sat up and nodded his head.
"Only if you weren't stubborn," you smiled.

Just as you were about to grab the bags, Woohyun quickly grabbed your hand, stopping you from doing so.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to put them in the room."
"No, they're heavy. I'll put them away," he stood up, letting your hand go.

Before he could touch the bags again, you grabbed your hand.
"It's okay. I got them. I'll bring them one at a time," you assured him.
"Are you sure?"
You nodded your head.
He instinctively wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into a back hug, snuggling on your shoulder.
Th-thump. Th-thump. Th-thump.
Your heart raced.
"Woohyun," you called him.
It was an unexpected touch, startling you a bit.
"Just a second," as he closed his eyes.
You wondered why everything felt so right, yet so wrong at the same time.
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You hugged your pillow, standing next to the bed.
No. It's too risky.
You thought, slowly shaking your head as you knew the idea was a bad one.
But, we're married.

He walked past the room.
"Woohyun."
He stopped and took a few steps back, peeking into the room.
"Yea?"
He was drying his hair with a towel.
"Um."
What was the proper way of asking him?
He stood at the door, patiently.
"We...should go to bed together," the line you came up with.
He furrowed his brows in confusion, and you noticed that.
"What...do you... mean?" he asked, holding the towel in his hand.
Your cheeks flushed pink.
"Did you want to go to bed with me?" You shyly asked again, scratching the back of your head.
Woohyun thought for a second, figuring out what you meant.
He chuckled.
"What?" he asked, taking a few steps towards you.
"It's okay. I was just putting it out there," you said, as you avoid eye contact with him.
What a way to be rejected, you thought.
"I'll think on it," he said, before walking out the room.
Truth to be told, he thought it was cute that you asked.
It even made him a little nervous, though only for him to know.
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Hiding under the blankets was the only way you though you could avoid seeing him.
You scooched towards the left edge of the bed, slowly breathing, trying to calm yourself down.
Just sleep. Sleep, ---------.
Before you could close your eyes, the door swung open, sending a slight breeze into the room.

What? He's already coming into bed?
You panicked, as you heard his footsteps.
Sleep.
Telling yourself once more, you shut your eyes tightly, hoping that it was convincing enough.
You held onto your part of the blanket, trying to keep a steady breathing, though listening to his every move.

Click.
It meant that he had closed the lights.
Your heart began beating faster.
Just sleep.
You kept telling yourself.

The blankets lifted, you remaining as still as possible.
With your eyes still closed, you listened carefully again.
You were ready to do anything if he thought of it.
After a few seconds of silence, you opened your eyes, peeking your head out of the blankets, slowly sighing, relieved that he wasn't going to do anything.
Silly me. He wouldn't.
You smiled to yourself.
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On the other hand, Woohyun looked over his shoulder, peeking over your side.
He smiled upon seeing the back of your head.
Maybe, I should.
He smiled, thinking about teasing you.
He gave you a few seconds to enjoy, before he scooched closer to you.
The sudden movement made you quickly close your eyes again, snuggling close to the blanket.