I cleared my throat as I look away from him. Ziyoon then move a bit, realizing that he is staring so close at me and to ease my awkwardness, I grab my hot brew to sip on it but you see, luck isn't really with me today because the moment I sip in, the hotness of the liquid drink touches the tip of my tongue, making me sworn in aghast.
"What the hell?" Ziyoon exclaimed the moment I move the cap away from my lips and it spilled the other liquid on the carpet.
My eyes bulges upon his scream and now, I am automatically worried that I'll ruin his carpet. "I am so sorry!" I apologize immediately despite the fact that my mind is still processing how the hotness travels from my tongue.
I thought Ziyoon will scold and kick me out from the couch sooner but instead, he moves closer to my place a
