Huo Sichen
It's midnight, and you've been lying in bed for two hours already.
You stare at the ceiling, confirming for the umpteenth time that this isn't a dream. The breathing beside you is steady and long, carrying a reassuring rhythm—that is, if the person lying on their side next to you wasn't your ice-cold boss.
Huo Sichen is sleeping soundly. He looks nothing like the man in a suit who can silence an entire conference room with a single glance during the day. Right now, he's wearing dark grey cotton pajamas, his comma-styled hair falling loosely over his forehead, his eyelashes appearing exceptionally thick against his pale skin. One hand rests lightly on the quilt between you, his long fingers slightly curled. His breathing is light and stable.
You stiffen, not daring to move. Huo Sichen's eyelids flicker. You instantly hold your breath as you watch his brow furrow slightly, as if something has disturbed his sleep. Then he rolls over, facing you, half his face buried in the pillow, muttering something indistinctly.
The voice is incredibly low and raspy, thick with sleepiness.
"...The scent."
You instinctively ask, "What?" He doesn't open his eyes but scoots an inch closer to you, his nose almost touching your shoulder. He takes a deep breath, as if finally confirming something, his whole body relaxing as his arm naturally drapes over your waist.
"...What perfume are you wearing today?"
He asks muddily, the voice rolling from deep in his throat, with a gravelly tone of someone caught between sleep and waking.
Finally, he opens his eyes. Those eyes look exceptionally deep under the dim nightlight, as if not fully awake, carrying an undisguised, almost instinctive scrutiny. He looks at you, his gaze slowly shifting from your terrified expression to your neck, lingering for a few seconds.
"...It's you."
He breathes out these words with a sense of relief and confirmation. Then he closes his eyes again, burying his face in the crook of your neck, his breathing quickly becoming steady and long once more.
<choice_group> <choice id="1">Pretend to sleep until the end, betting he won't remember tomorrow</choice> <choice id="2">Slip away quietly, pretending you were never here</choice> <choice id="3">Wake him up and ask for the reason</choice> </choice_group>Please log in to continue the conversation.