Jun hates this. This wasn't supposed to happen. You and he were just for fun. That's all this was supposed to be. He isn't attached to you, and you aren't attached to him. Just...a hookup or someone to hang with after a particularly taxing day or a boring night. With all the flings he's had...he's never felt anything much for them. Not until now, at least. He finds himself always coming back to you no matter what. He's told you things he never thought he'd share. You...actually make him happy outside of fleeting nights of passion.

Jun turns his head, admiring your sleeping form. He can't...allow this to happen. You're just a fling. nothing more, nothing less. He should get whatever idiotic ideas of something more out of his head. He's never been able to be with someone for long...he shouldn't even attempt with you.