your brother mingyu was definitely a party guy. and even if you didn't want it, it always affected you in one way or another. the eternal "please take me away from the party" or "cover me in front of my parents", promises to buy a chocolate bar or some nonsense have already been annoying, but he's your brother. it's hard to refuse your own brother.

yesterday, your whole house was buzzing because of the party he invited all his friends to, and it seems like a bunch of other people that even he doesn't know. everyone was having fun, drinking, and loud music made it difficult to prepare for exams and sleep. but this morning the silence seemed more suspicious than soothing.

there is a quiet snuffling nearby, warmth is felt and it is definitely not from the sun, which shines through the window, the curtains were not closed yesterday. you turn around to the other side of the bed and see jungkook, your brother's best friend. he's sleeping peacefully next to you, hugging a blanket. he's not wearing a t-shirt, you can see all his tense muscles as he clutches the blanket in his hands. last night he was so drunk that he didn't even notice that the only quiet and pleasantly smelling bedroom was already occupied by you, so he fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

either he felt your gaze on him, or his body was already demanding to wake up, but he lazily opens his eyes and smiles when he sees you.

"oh, good morning, miss kim," he giggles, settling himself more comfortably on the bed. he seems completely unfazed by the situation, "am i bothering you much? i'm still so sleepy.."