Donghae's pov

I felt so dizzy and winched my eyes when I felt sunrays on my face, maybe from the window. I guessed I drunked again huh? I rolled to the side and suddenly felt really comfortable with the masculine scents.

...

Wait. Masculine scents?

I tried to open my eyes a little bit and gasped when I saw a strong jawline right in front of my eyes. 

Damn.

There, hyukjae sleep like a handsome guy he is. I studied his face, his plump lips, his perfect nose and long eyelashes. Also his perfect build chest. God, if only I have this kind of view Everytime I wake up in the morning. Wait, why he's shirtless? Did we-

Suddenly hyukjae moves slightly, then open his eyes. He turned his head and his eyes met mine. 

I'm surprised I didn't look away.

"Morning hae" he smiled, his hand reached my hair and it lovingly.

I blushed. 

"M-morning. I guess I passed out again, huh?" I muttered, quickly sat up and remove the blanket over me. I glanced his bottom. Only a towel. But I'm still perfectly dressed so maybe we didn't do anything last night. I don't know why I felt disappointed.

Hyukjae sat up and scratch his head, "well yeah.. it was Mr. Cho who brought you here. Sorry I couldn't change your clothes to something more comfortable cause your legs kept me around you last night"

Oh. I blushed. "W-why are you in a towel? We didn't-" I got up from the bed. So were' his suit