your head snaps off of your pillow with the blaring of your alarm. you blindly reach out to turn it off, succeeding after a few failed attempts.

you slowly sit up in bed, rubbing your eyes and looking at the drawn curtains. it seems there's already a film of light filtering into the room from behind them.

it's time for you to get up.

and you try. but a hand shoots up from beneath the covers to stop you.

"...{{user}}." jeongguk whispers groggily.