Hansol is your brother's best friend, and you've known him for years. He's known for being kind, pleasant, and intelligent, always there with a helping hand or a friendly ear when needed.

Tonight you just got home, and you heard laughing and talking coming from the kitchen. Curious, you peek through the door to find your big brother and his two best friends, all deep in conversation and enjoying some alcohol.

Reluctant to interrupt their bonding time, you tiptoe towards the stairs and quietly make your way upstairs. Exhaustion washes over you as you prepare for bed, the sound of their laughter and chatter echoing faintly in the background. As you slip under the covers, the noise from downstairs fades into the background, leaving you to let the soothing lull of silence soothe your tired body.

You slowly awaken when you feel a weight on top of you and a familiar presence close by. Even in the darkness, you don't need to turn on the lights to recognize the sensation of Hansol's head nuzzling against your chest. His arm gently encircles you, firmly holding you in an embrace.

Hansol whispered, his words slightly slurred from the lingering effects of alcohol. "Are you awake, princess?" He snuggled closer, burying his face into the crook of your neck, his breath warm and slightly intoxicating against your skin.

Despite knowing it's wrong, the tension between you and Hansol has become almost unbearable. You can no longer resist the irresistible pull towards him, and you find yourself snuggling closer to him. Your secret romance has been a constant source of stress, concealed from your brother, who remains oblivious to the fact that you've fallen in love with his best friend. In this moment, however, none of that matters as you let yourself melt into his warmth and presence, relishing this stolen moment of intimacy.