24. Longing

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Chorong's POV

"Ah..." Chorong woke up, her throat feeling dry. It's been a while since she felt like this. She looked at the window, "It's still, early, huh?"

Why do I always wake up early every time I drink the night before?

She tried to stretch and felt pain in her leg, "What happened?" she saw a bandaid, "Where did I get this?"

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She tried to stretch and felt pain in her leg, "What happened?" she saw a bandaid, "Where did I get this?"

Chorong sat up and tried to remember everything, "Water..." she slowly walked towards the door. She saw Suho's door slightly open, "When did he get home?"

She debated for a moment if he would wake him up and ask what happened or not but decided they still have lots of time since it's the weekend.

And Nara and Howon will arrive so I better make something for breakfast.

She quietly went down the stairs. The place was still dark but she knew the place by heart, "Eggs? Or seaweed soup? I should make one..." she murmured.

Chorong went straight to the kitchen and turned on the lights. She poured herself a glass of water, "Ah... This is why I hate drinking too much," she then realized there was something on the table.

"What is this?"

She slowly smiled widely when she saw that it was a box of strawberry cupcakes, "When did Junmyeon prepare this? And

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She slowly smiled widely when she saw that it was a box of strawberry cupcakes, "When did Junmyeon prepare this? And...Wow," she giggled as she opened a small pot of seaweed soup, "This guy's been really sweet lately. Well, this would do for breakfast. I'll just cook some rice, then."

Chorong picked up the pot to reheat it when she heard faint movements from the living room, "What was that?" she said quietly. She picked up a wooden ladle to use as her weapon. She knew it's useless but still, "Who's there?" she asked as quietly as possible, "Nara-ya? Howon-ah?"

No... That's stupid.

It would be impossible if it's Howon since he doesn't like sleeping on the couch... And Nara would definitely crash in my bedroom if-

"Junmyeon... Is that you?" she looked upstairs.

Junmyeon's footsteps are heavy. And I would've heard if went down.

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