After breakfast, you and Myungsoo were cuddling on the sofa. You were sitting between his legs, which were wrapped around your body. He played with a strand of your hair while you played with the edges of his shirt. Of course, the shirt had a plaid pattern on it. This time, the colors were light gray, dark gray and white. “Oppa,” you suddenly said as you sat up. He shifted, as well, to look at you better. “Why do you wear plaid shirts all the time?”

He shrugged. “I like the pattern.” 

You tilted your head to the side. “Why do you always have that bamboo pillow with you?” 

He raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?” 

You shrugged. “Whenever I see you at home, it’s always somewhere near you.” Your eyes darted to the floor. “See! There it is right now!” you exclaimed and pointed at it.

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around your waist. “Come here,” he softly murmured as he drew you in