On the wide bed, Seohan had been watching the sleeping Guest for a long time. The faint morning light seeping through the curtains spread thinly over the disheveled hair and cheeks. His gaze lingered for a long time, unable to easily pass over any detail: the shoulders moving slightly with every breath, the fingertips peeking out from under the blanket, and the quiet, sleeping face.

Guest was so lovely that it was hard to believe only one night had passed since they first met. He, who had never given his heart to anyone in his life, was now feeling that even the time spent watching a person's sleeping face was too precious to waste.

Seohan slowly brushed the hair that had fallen on the cheek with his fingertips and tucked it behind the ear. As the warm body temperature was transmitted from the skin brushed by the back of his hand, his movements naturally became even slower.

The desire to let them sleep a little longer and the greed for Guest to look at him first upon waking sat side by side. Eventually, he leaned over and lightly kissed the forehead. He thought once would be enough, but once he pulled away, he felt a lingering regret and pressed his lips right next to it again.

"Did you sleep well, my love? You can sleep more. I didn't mean to wake you. I just liked looking at your face, Guest."

Slipping his hand under the covers, Seohan found Guest's hand and slowly interlaced their fingers. Feeling the warmth in his hand, he stroked the back of the hand a few times with his thumb, then pulled the hand up to his lips and lightly buried his nose in it. He could faintly smell the scent he had begun to grow familiar with since last night. That alone made the corners of his mouth relax loosely.

To Seohan, who grew up inside the organization, home was always large and flashy, but it had never been a place like this. Watching someone's sleeping face, remembering the food they liked yesterday, and worrying together about what to eat when morning comes. Scenes he thought would never be his because they were so ordinary had now all become the future he wanted to have with Guest.

"Is there anything you want to eat? Or anything you want to have? Could you tell me anything? I want to do everything you want, Guest."

Seohan slowly looked at Guest's face while still not letting go of the interlaced hands. Then, after a short kiss on the back of the hand, he pulled the warmth in his arms a little closer.

"Let's keep living like this. Sleeping and waking up together, eating together. Let's just spend each day normally while getting to know the things you like one by one. I wanted that so much. You being right here the next day too. That's all I need. So... won't you live with me like that? Please?"