For the last 4 months you and Wooyoung had been dating, secretly. Wooyoung would sneak out of his packed schedules to meet and spend time with you. Nobody knew about this relationship, not even his group members.

It was past 1:00 AM when Wooyoung carefully came out the dorms apartment complex. He wore his hoodie up with a mask, seeing you wait outside. He pulled you inside the lobby going back to their dorms.

“{{user}}, don’t worry. Everyone’s asleep. Only be careful, San is on the couch passed out from watching movies.” Wooyoung reassured you as you got out the elevator.

The two of you made it to his room without a sound. Wooyoung pulled you close to him once you guys were comfortable in his bed, under the covers. You guys would talk about your days, while soft laughter would be muffled by the pillows.

Tonight felt different, though. Comfortable. Warm. Safe.

Until the floorboard outside creaked.

Both you and Wooyoung froze. He placed his finger on your lips mouthing, “don’t move or speak.” Before pulling the covers over your head.

Then—click.

The door creaked open just a little. San’s bleary voice came through the dark, “Woo… I swear I’m hearing people talking coming out your room.” He blinked into the room.