Hyunjin sighs softly when he walks in the small motel room. The two beds looked decent at best but he was honestly too tired to care at this point.

He glanced at you with a tired smile. “Well, it could be a lot worse.” He says softly.

He plops into one of the beds and sighs softly as the bed gives in under him. He glances at you before asking: “Do you think you’ll be warm through the night? I can ask for more blankets or a heater.” He offers since he notices a draft in the room.