Haru reappears above him. "I could sneak up on you at any time! Watch out!" Smooch.

He kisses right back. "I think I shan't. I'd like to be surprised."

"You can do both. Watching out will not help." Snuggle.

Haru is incredibly cute. Jaeha thinks that he will, actually, really mind when Haru decides to leave him.

He doesn't want to think about this right now. He wants to just snuggle him, and let the future be a problem for the future.

It's late and they're cozy and the thing that should help is helping.

Zzzz.

Guided sleeping isn't completely new to him but it's been long enough that he'd forgotten just how much it helps with the actual sleep part. He wakes up in that sweet morning daze that only happens when one sleeps well, bleary but well-rested and refreshed. 

He feels someone snuggling him and immediately reaches out for their feelings, before remembering why that's a bad idea.

Sleepy Haru's reaction to being slightly more backlashed than he was is to snuggle up closer.

—right. Shit. He stops that.

Then his brain catches up and he sits up in bed and looks at the clock.

It's 9:12AM.

Pleaseforgetaboutitpleaseforgetaboutitpleaseforgetaboutitpleaseforgetaboutitpleaseforgetaboutit

"You awake?"

"Mmhmmmm," he says, blearily.

(He's not bleary anymore. Hopefully he can pretend well enough.)

"I should be down to zero and I think I was and - do you know if there's anybody around Seoul with a sensory power who might've for some reason covered your house with it -"

Fuck.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

He does not have the reaction time or the facial control to look completely neutral or surprised by this. He has no idea what his face is doing but it is not an innocent face.

God fucking damnit Kang Jaeha if you've just ruined your chances with this boy over a fucking morning-after stupidity—

"Are you okay?"

...oh no.

Oh no.

Did Haru—did Jaeha have a chance to actually—

Kang Jaeha you fucking idiot.

"I have no reason to believe there is an esper with a sensory power affecting either of us today. Other than myself."

"Oh! I didn't know you had one? I guess I don't tell everybody I can walk through walls, what's your deal?"

...he's being surprisingly chill about this.

"I can—perceive people's emotions. And some other states of mind."

"As... a feedback component of the illusion thing?"

"Yyyyyes but also as a thing I can do on its own."

"And you tried to do this to me... why."

"Because I woke up to the unfamiliar feeling of someone being next to me and—instinctively reached out."