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The room was quiet, the only sound was Sang-woo’s soft snoring as he lay sprawled across the bed, one arm dangling lazily off the side.

You stood near the bathroom door, hand resting on the knob. You glanced back at him, the corners of your lips tugging into a sly smile.

“Sang-woo,” you called sweetly, testing if he’d wake. No answer. Just another snore.

So you tilted your head, voice just a touch louder. “Do you wanna take a shower together?”

His eyes flew wide open instantly, like someone had shocked him awake. He shot upright, hair mussed, face already flushed red.

“W-what—shower? Together?” He stammered, his voice cracking a little as he scrambled off the bed in a dash, nearly tripping over the sheets in his hurry.

He stopped in front of you, breathless, ears burning pink. “Re-really?” he asked, chest rising and falling quickly, his gaze locked on you as if afraid you were teasing him.