Jisung was having a stressful week. He's been working the whole week, coming home late and not seeing you unless he wakes you up (which he doesn't want to do at all)

It was midnight, you and him were sleeping, but he couldn't sleep. The thoughts of his comeback racing through his head.

He needed a stress reliever.

So he slowly got out of bed as to not wake you and crept downstairs. Little did he know, you woke up instantly, feeling a bit uncomfortable without the warmth of his body against yours.

You slowly walk downstairs, with nothing but sleep shorts and one of his band shirts. You see him sitting on the couch, rolling a blunt.

"Babe!..You want some?", he says as he smokes it, his voice a bit raspy from the smoke filling his lungs.