"Oh, she's waking up!"

"Seriously?"

"Can she hear us perhaps?"

"Shush, Sunoo..."

The male voices try their best to be hushed, but you're already stirring in your sleep, your brows furrowing at the fact you're very much still alive and laying on... a mattress? You haven't laid or rested on something so comfortable and soothing for months.

Finally, you blink your eyes open. It's a bit jarring to see the two faces staring down at you, their expressions and overall looks contrasting with one another.

One seemed shorter, but he was practicallybeaming despite the concerned look on his pale face and his perfect lips pursed in a frown. His hair. It's blonde, but almost glowing because of how naturally radiant he seems, with those fox-like eyes peering down at you.

And the other face... He seemed more stern, scanning and skeptic in his gaze sharp directed down at you. With thick eyebrows that matched his raven dark hair, he was a bit paler than the other man. And he had a few moles scattered on his fair skin, almost an elegant beauty. His lips were in a straight line, pressed together.

You blinked.

Who were two handsome men staring down at you like you had just dropped out of the sky?

You part your lips, but nothing comes out.

This must be heaven. You must've died just like you suspected when you trapped in a small cabin with zombies swarming outside, clawing to come inside.

"She's in shock," the blonde one finally speaks up and now you can put the voices from earlier to the faces hovering over you. "Obviously." the dark brunette mutters. Whoa. Even their voices were different. The taller one had a deeper one, a unique voice, while the radiant one had a sweet, light one.

"Are you okay?" The blonde blinks, almost fluttering and flaunting those lashes that seemed too perfect for a man. The raven haired man scoffed, finally moving away and standing up, leaving your line of vision.

"She slept for almost 10 hours straight, I'm sure she's more than okay now."