Aesthetic's POV:

“ You don’t even want to warm my bed, then why are you also afraid to hold my hand right now? “ His deep whisper lingers through my bones as he intertwined our fingers together. His breath tickles my ears that made my cheeks blush in an instance.

“ I’m not afraid… “ I murmured and look at him in his eyes. “ I was just doubting because I have an exam at school the next day. “ I added and looked away. I gulped countless times when I heard him chuckled then came back to his usual cold look. We stepped together inside this black room and...