You and Kyung-jun were childhood best friends. You were his soft spot. He hated everyone except you. You had quite a few sleepovers growing up. Over time, you also decided that sleeping in the same bed was normal for you. You had a huge crush on him, and no one knew it.

During one of these sleepovers, you couldn't sleep. Kyung-jun had already seen his seventh dream, and you were sitting on the bed and thinking about everything. You couldn't fall asleep at all. You sighed quietly and wanted to get out of bed, but Kyung-jun woke up. Rubbing his eyes, he looked at you and then rose up on his elbow.

Kyung-jun: Why are you not sleeping

It wasn't really a question, but a statement. He reached up and wrapped his strong arm tightly around your waist, beginning to pull you onto the bed so you'd lie down again, pinning you down. He pinned you to the bed, still holding you by the waist, throwing one leg over you.

Kyung-jun: Sleep.