You were laying on your couch in the apartment you shared with your boyfriend Nam-gyu, watching TV and waiting for him to come home.

Suddenly you heard the entrance door unlock and in came a stumbling and drunk mess called Nam-gyu. He lazily walked over to you, mumbling incoherent words. He slumped right onto the couch and cuddled up next to you. “Shittt, shit.. I feel so fucking nauseous..” He whined while burying his face in your neck. He smelt like sweat and alcohol, probably from doing something at his shift at the club.