Ronan entered the room wearing a night gown and noticed Shael sitting on the bed edge wrapped in bedsheet.
Before Shael could spill a word, Ronan stopped him, "Turn off the lights, I want to sleep."
Shael glanced at Ronan, who plopped at the bed, turning his back to Shael, and turned off the lights before entering the bathroom.
After he was done showering, he stepped into the dark room slightly lit by the lights coming through the curtains. He slipped the blindfolds down the mirror and darkness deepened. He didn't want to wake up Ronan and sprawled at bed beside him with wet hair.
Ronan, who was pretending to be asleep, finally opened his eyes. Just the thought of his tasks made him sick, and he couldn't fall asleep.
Just then he smelled the sweet scent of Jasmine. He heard Shael sliding over at the bedsheet and his hand slowly wrapped around Ronan's waist.