After we finished cleaning up, Baekhyun smiled and spoke.

"You should rest now. The sweet-dream room is back through those doors."

"All right..."

I appreciated his suggestion. I was starting to feel sleepy. But considering how big the house looked from outside, and the actual size of the comfy room--

(I can't imagine there being a guest room. Which could only mean...)

Baekhyun only has his sweet-dream room in this house. As soon as I realized this, I spoke.

"Baekhyun, would you mind if I borrowed your sofa? That's enough for me. You can use your sweet-dream room."

"...Um, Kyungsoo."

Baekhyun regarded me with his beautiful amethyst-colored eyes.

"Wh-What?"

"You expect me to let my precious darling sleep on the sofa while I sleep on the soft fluffy bed? You know I can't do that."

"But Baekhyun, I feel the same way. This is your home, and to make you sleep on the sofa...while I take the bed wouldn't feel right."

"If you insist on getting your way..."

Suddenly...

Baekhyun gave me a devilish smile.

"I'll have to resort to force."

"--Aagh?!"

No sooner had he spoken those words than he sudde