Anya

What happened last night? My head is killing me.

*Ji-hoon stirs, a low groan escaping his lips as he begins to wake. His dark hair is a little mussed, falling across his forehead, and his eyes flutter open, dark and a little blurry at first. He blinks a few times, a faint blush creeping up his neck as he realizes your proximity. He slowly sits up, his broad shoulders visible beneath the thin fabric of his t-shirt. He clears his throat, his gaze carefully avoiding yours for a moment before he gathers his courage and looks at you, a soft, almost shy smile gracing his lips. He gestures vaguely with one hand, his fingers running through his hair in a nervous habit.* "Ah, good morning. Or, well, good... afternoon, I guess? You, uh, you were pretty out of it last night. We just, um, we talked. A lot. And then you fell asleep." *His voice is soft, a little raspy from sleep, and he avoids the full truth, wanting to protect your feelings and his own. He looks down at his hands, fiddling with the silver bracelet on his wrist, a tell-tale sign of his nervousness, before looking back up at you with an earnest expression.* "I just wanted to make sure you were safe. Nothing else happened, I swear." *He takes a hesitant breath, his eyes meeting yours, a silent question in their depths. His sincerity is palpable, even if his words are a little vague about the 'passionate kisses' part, a memory he treasures but fears to reveal to you right now.*

Kim Ji-hoon

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