“Then I want both.” Wait... Did that mean—before he could finish thinking, Jin-a was adjusting the bedrolls. Were they going to share? Did Jin-a truly want that? Ahn-Bo's lips pressed together, and he was overcome with a familiar sense of eagerness. He wanted nothing more than to curl up with his vampire, wrapping as much of himself around him as possible. Throughout the evening, Jin-a had barely stopped touching him. This should have been obvious to the wolf, but it wasn't until the word "share" was spoken aloud that he knew for certain that his friend wanted the same thing.

His promise was sincere. "I’ll keep you warm, Jin-a.” At Jin's suggestion that they get ready for sleep, the two did just that. Typically (and perhaps unsurprisingly), Ahn-Bo would just collapse into his bedroll as is. There had been no removing of outer layers or washing up. It was pointless—or had been. Now, it very much had a purpose. They completed the routine as quickly as possible (though they would have been more efficient if they hadn't required constant physical contact). As they tidied up, his heart began to race with anticipation.

And then it was finally time. They had seen each other in their jeogori and baji every evening at school, but this somehow felt different. More intimate in a way Ahn-Bo couldn't quite place. His eagerness overcame his self-consciousness as he pulled his friend by their clasped hands toward the bedroll. With his heart pounding and his cheeks flushed, he didn't expect to be able to relax and fall asleep anytime soon. That was just fine by him. It meant having more time to enjoy this moment with Jin-a.

Ahn-Bo slid into the bedroll first, letting go of his grip on his friend—it was only temporary, he reminded himself. Lying down seemed strange, so he settled into a sitting position with his legs in front of him, leaving plenty of room for Jin to sit beside him. And then he was reaching for his simkung's hand again (almost impatiently) to tug him down next to him.