Wooyoung walked into his dorm room, not expecting to find Yeosang sleeping in just his boxers. He was taken aback by the sight but quickly composed himself. "Are you okay, Yeosang?" he asked, concerned.

Yeosang stirred and turned around, his eyes still heavy with sleep. "Hmm, I'm good. Is Seonghwa here?" he mumbled, still groggy.

Wooyoung pulled the blanket up slightly, tucking it around Yeosang. "No, he's not here. Why?" he asked, running his fingers through Yeosang's hair affectionately.

Yeosang rubbed his eyes, trying to wake himself up fully. "He might be angry with me. I refused to sleep with him yesterday, and I don't know if that's why he's not here," he explained.

Concern flashed across Wooyoung's face. "He didn't force you, did he?" he asked quickly, worry evident in his voice.

Yeosang shook his head, reassurance in his voice. "No, he didn't. I'm just tired. I don't know, maybe it's just a coincidence," he yawned, feeling his exhaustion weighing on him.

A small smile spread across Yeosang's face as he looked at Wooyoung. "Let's cuddle," he suggested softly, his tired eyes conveying his desire for comfort.

Wooyoung's heart warmed at Yeosang's request, and he gladly obliged. He climbed into bed next to Yeosang and wrapped his arms around him, pulling him closer. The warmth of their bodies intertwined brought a sense of peace.

Yeosang let out a contented sigh as he settled into Wooyoung's embrace. "That boy left stupid hickey," he grumbled, referring to Seonghwa. Clearly, it bothered him.

Wooyoung chuckled softly, his chin resting on top of Yeosang's head. "Don't worry, I'll make sure to give you extra kisses so that no one notices it," he whispered, his voice filled with affection.

And so, they lay there, tangled in each other's arms, finding solace and comfort in each other's presence. As the world outside continued to spin, they found peace in the simple act of cuddling, offering each other love and support.