BP 59

It had been about two hours since Seung-hyun, feeling proud after bringing the levels down below 20%, had fallen asleep.

“…….”

The movement wiggling its way between his arm and armpit was persistent. Slowly lifting his eyelids, Jae-il glanced at Seung-hyun, who had pressed himself close. He was no longer surprised by this. Instead, he lifted his arm to make it easier for him to touch. It was pointless to be stubborn, and it felt ridiculous to even think about it, but it had been a long time since he’d been this clingy.