Promise; Lee Su-hyeok

023. God With a Lower Case G

2291 words

I snap back into reality when I hear shuffling outside the room.

I think I got like 15 minutes of sleep max.

Not consecutively, but still, it counts.

"Its cold." Woo-jin murmurs. I look around, still attempting to come back to my senses.

Su-hyeok is still asleep and magically barefoot now. When did that happened? Ugh I don't remember anything.

I hear Cheong-san get up, -I can tell it's him from the silent whining to no one about wanting three more minutes of sleep- he's apparently also awake now. Nam-ra sighs and wakes up right after.

What time is it? I don't want to wake up Su-hyeok if it's still too early.

I think he usually wears a watch. I grab his hand right hand and roll up both his sleeves. Nope not on this hand.

I check his other arm too, just to get dissapointed. I guess usually doesn't mean always.

There must be a way to tell the time in this room. I bump my head against the wall and a digital clock seems to appear out of nowhere on the wall in front of me. Ah, there was a digital clock on there all along. How silly of me.

08:37 a.m.

Okay, if it's eight in the morning and he went to sleep at, like, um- late, then that means he got at least six hours of sleep...? Yep, makes sense. I seriously wonder why I'm failing math.

So, should I wake him up? Everyone else will wake up soon anyway.

But he did get little sleep because of me.

It's fine, at least he got some sleep.

I brush the hair out of his eyes. He really needs a haircut. "Bare-su, wake up," I whisper.

He doesn't budge so I try again. "Hey, get up." I say much louder this time.

He groans, slowly opening his eyes. "Hm? What?"

Aww, he's so out of it. Cute.

"Quick, get up," I repeat. "The room caught on fire. Don't you hear the fire alarms blaring?"

His eyes widen and he rushes into a sitting position. Oh em gee, I can feel my thigh again.

"What?"

I squint, "Why are you yelling again?"

He stands up, pulling me with him. "You said the room caught on fire. What are you waiting for? Let's go, hurry." He pushes me to the door.

I chuckle, turning around to face him. "I was joking. Chill." He glares at me and my grin only widens. I put my hands on his shoulders. "You weren't waking up. I did what I needed to."

He stays silent. I drop my hands from his shoulders to his hands. "Okay, let's go." I sigh, leading him outside.

We walk out just in time to see Cheong-san and On-jo together, in front of the window like an old couple. I scrunch my nose. I don't wanna see that. Gross.

"No one came," Cheong-san mutters.

I hum to Su-hyeok, but mainly to myself. "They're right. Yet, there's so many helicopters flying around."

"I know, but shh. I'm still trying to catch my breath from the heart attack you almost gave me right now."

"Sorry."

--⭒--

"They'll come for us eventually." On-jo tries to convince Hyo-ryeong.

Everyone is awake now and the sun is almost completely up, colouring the sky a mix of blue and pinkish orange.