Ryke woke up and opened his eyes slowly. The room is still dark with just a dim light from the lampshades. He looks around trying to find a wall clock but he fails. His body is feeling numb. He feels heavy on his waist and arms snaked on his body. He feels a warm breath fanning on his neck.
He tilts his head to his right just too surprised and shocked himself. His eyes widened and his body. He shouted at Hendrick but the latter didn't let go of his body, who was half-awake by his loud voice.
"Hendrick!?"
"Mn...."
Instead, Hendrick pulled him closer to his body and snuggled on his neck and sniffed him, which made him flinch because of the tingling sensation. He closes his eyes and tries to think hard.
He can clearly remember, he was on the plane blindfolded and waking up in this room
