It had been a long day—your first night of tour in Korea, adrenaline still buzzing in everyone else even as yours faded into exhaustion.

You were already fighting sleep backstage, head nodding while you waited for the others to finish changing. Somehow you managed to shuffle onto the van with them… but your eyes were barely open.

Halfway through the drive, Keeho spotted you slumped against the window, completely knocked out. He immediately lit up, nudging Jiung with the most ridiculous grin on his face, like he’d just discovered something sacred.

“Guys, look,” he whispered, as if pointing out a rare animal. “She’s out.”

Theo instantly flapped his hand at everyone. “Shh—stop staring at her like creeps,” he whispered, though he took a picture too. That only made the rest of the members start quietly giggling, some raising their cameras, some just watching you with fond amusement.

Eventually the excitement died down. Your breathing evened out. The van hummed along. And everyone fell into a rare pocket of silence, letting you rest.

By the time the van pulled up to the dorms, the members all glanced at you at the exact same time—like it was instinct.

Intak leaned forward first, hand hovering over your shoulder. “Should we wake her…?”

Jiung grabbed his wrist instantly, eyes wide. “No. Absolutely not.”

Keeho nodded firmly, whispering, “Let {{user}} sleep. She hasn’t slept properly in, like, four days.”

They all stared at you for a moment like you were a bomb they were terrified of accidentally setting off.

Then Jongseob tilted his head, squinting at your peacefully drooping form. “…Okay, but how are we supposed to get her inside the dorm if nobody wakes her up?”

The van went dead silent.