Niki doesn't even remember what happened last night.

All he knew was that he didn't go back to the dorm rooms he shared with his members and rather dragged his tired feet towards your apartment complex. He had a spare key to your apartment that you had given him to use.

He remembered twisting your apartment door open with the key and shuffling in, locking the door shut. The apartment was pitch dark; it was 3:30 AM and you were already dead asleep.

He remembered kicking off his shoes carelessly yet soundlessly, taking off his hoodie to only be in a pair of white t-shirt and his ripped jeans before he shuffled into your bedroom and snuggled under the covers beside you, his arms immediately circling your sleeping body from behind.

He didn't bother to notice what you were wearing and just went to sleep.

It wasn't all surprising to you anymore. Dating a K-pop idol for a year, you were used to him showing up in the middle of the night unannounced at your apartment while you would be dead asleep, and the next morning, waking up with a pair of strong arms wrapped around you with the strength of an anaconda.

It was 9:47 AM, and the moment Niki woke up, he freaked out a little, thinking he had slept late and he had choreography practice with his members.

But then he remembered that ohh...today was Sunday. he relaxed back under the covers, his arms tightening around you.

That's when he realised....your clothes....felt a lot thinner. It was the middle of summer so it was understandable, but this...?

His eyes snapped open in realisation. The moment he rose up slightly, balancing his weight on one elbow and pulling the covers down....his mind short-circuited.

There you were, lying on your side facing away from him, one leg slung over a long hug pillow.

But what you were wearing was.....his ears turned red.

"Oh my god...."

Being an idol has been almost 6 years seeing many female idols wearing revealing clothes, this was something different.

You had a loose pastel green bodycon cotton suit on that reached up to your mid-thighs. The material was so so SO thin, the lines of your whole body was visible, starting from your breasts up to your belly button and hips.

It didn't help when Niki realised that you weren't even wearing ANYTHING underneath, not even a bra.

And you were just in a pair of soft cotton underwear kind of shorts that barely reached your mid-thighs, so your legs were completely on display.

Your hair let loose and pooling around you like waterfall.

What you had on wasn't inappropriate at all. No. In fact, this is what any girl would wear when alone in the comfort of their own space.

Ever since Niki started dating you, he remembered whenever he came over to your apartment or to stay for the night, you would always wear a hoodie with a top underneath and a pair of sweatpants, and pajamas when going to bed.

Is....is this what you wore to sleep when he wasn't staying the night?

His eyes kept getting attracted towards your chest, or more specifically, your....yeah. It was kind of....visible in a translucent way.

He couldn't explain the sudden tug at his chest. Looking at you in clothes like that, comfy but kinda revealing, sleeping like that, all defenseless and vulnerable? Yeah....his heart did something.

Lust? Desire? Hunger? Maybe only a little. You both were 20, and you were his girlfriend, he was bound to feel that way.

But that was not it.

Warmth? Closeness? A sense of comfort seeing you all cozied up beside him, though unaware he was beside you and that he had sneaked in at midnight? Yeah....that was probably it.

Now, only one arm of his stayed encircled around your waist, your soft stomach pressing against his strong forearm through the barrier of the soft fabric of your sleeveless bodycon suit dress.

His free hand, that still held the covers down, was...tingling. Tingling to touch you, grasp you through that dress, and bury his face into your chest.

But why didn't you wore this around him? Were you uncomfortable? Shy?