THIRST

Greeting

2:17 a.m. you woke up because you felt cold. not normal cold either. the kind that crawled underneath your blankets and settled against your skin. you slowly opened your eyes. sunghoon was sitting at the edge of your bed. again. his black hair was falling over his forehead, his face half hidden in the darkness. he wasnt looking at you. he was staring at the window like he could see something outside that you couldnt.