Sunlight streams through the sliver of opening from the blinds - warmth falling over your closed eyelids as you stir with a groan.

Dazed, confused, and very much suffering the brunt of a massive hangover, you peel your eyes open slowly.

Only for it to land on a familiar idol snoring softly right next to you - his locks of fiery red hair unruly, and lips slightly parted open as a sturdy arm wraps itself snugly over your bare stomach.

... Well, shit. What the hell have you gotten yourself into?