You let him in, inside your room.  He is Seungkwan, a man who is not a man in your eyes. He is fab, a diva, a sassy classmate who loves watching videos about babies. Seungkwan has never been a  guy interest so you thought it is okay to invite him inside your room.

"You know Irene from class B?" He asked while laying beside you in your bed and playing your hair with his fingers.

"Irene? Yes I know her. She is super duper pretty," you answered.

"I am really really hate that girl, like grrrrr!" He complained, gritting his teeth and rolling his eyes.

"Why?" You chuckled.

"I heard her saying nice things in front of you like 'omg (y/n)! You look stunning today. I really admire you a lot'. The hell! She is so plastic!  Do you know Sammy and Cathy? They added me in their gc and I saw them talking bad about you. Irene is also there and she is the main villain here. She said, 'that (y/n)? She is an ugly ass.' DAMN IT!"

Your eyes widened as you trying to calm yourself. "WHAT? Irene did? What a snake?! I thought we are friends."

"Dear, don't trust anyone that easily. Sometimes, those who say they love you are worst than dogs. At least, dogs bark in front of you."

You looked at his frustrated face and let out a chuckle. "You are so mad huh."

"Of course! If only I am a girl, I will pulled their hair until they go bald. Argh!"

"Seungkwan."

"Oh?"

"You sound like my boyfriend. Defending me and stuffs."

Seungkwan stopped playing at your hair. He layed down straight and looked at the ceiling of your room. So did you.

"Am I?" He asked in low tone.

"Yup. I bet, you are a type of boyfriend who will defend your girl 24/7." You shared with a little glance on his face.

He is smiling oh so sweet.

"I think so," he said seriously.

You looked back at the ceiling again and put your hands together above your tummy. "I wonder what kind of boyfriend mr. Boo Seungkwan is."

"I am Clingy," he answered. "I guess I stick to her all day. Hugging her, kissing her or holding her hands. I like skinship a lot."

"Really? I never expect that. I thought you hate skinship since you never hold anyone's hand before. Well, you held my hair because you are envious how soft it is. Lol."

"I will hold only the person I like," he said.

The wind blew from the window. Curtains dance softly and it creates sweet sounds in the middle of the silence.

It took you five seconds before responding a simple, "O-Oh. Really. Nice," from his statement.

Seungkwan is staring at the ceiling with a serious face.

And you are staring at the blank space  feeling so weird from this sudden awkwardness.

Until...

He slowly holds your hand. You and him... holding each other above the bed.