• part eleven •

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Sunhee's eyes flutter open calmly, but she leans back quickly in shock when she notices where she is.

In her bathtub with none other than Yang Jeongin.

Holding her head, she tries to remember last night, but only small pieces come to her. That is until Jeongin stirs in his sleep, kicking Sunhee in her side.

"Bye Felix! See you and your husband voice later!" she calls out, hanging off the end of her bed. After a few minutes of lying in bed, thinking about her debut, just like Jeongin had been, and texting her older members a bit, she decides to sneak out of her room and into her bathroom where she lets out a scream at the sight in front of her.

Jeongin lets out a scream equally as loud and quickly zips up his trousers before slamming the toilet seat down.

"Shit, Sunhee! Can't you knock?" his arms fly into the air.

"Can't YOU lock the door?" she stammers, struggling into the bathroom, tripping over herself. "Please be careful, Sunhee."

"You know what, Jeongin? You don't get to be concerned."

"Is that so?" he flinches slightly as Sunhee stumbles over to sit on the side of her bathtub.

"Mhm." She shakes her head, eyes closed.

"And why's that?"

"Because. Because you don't care THAT much. If you did, you wouldn't be confusing me as much as you do."

"I care a lot, Sunhee. You know that. If I didn't care, I would've left by now. And I'm here."

Sunhee reaches out and touches his shirt.

"See, I'm right here. I don't want you getting hurt in here and you look tired. Do you want me to take you to bed?"

"I'm fine. This is my bed." She pats the side of the tub before sliding in, causing Jeongin to jump and run up to her.

The sight of him looking down at her made her giggle a bit, but she stops as soon as she gets an amazing idea.

"Jeongin, come in!" she orders. ~

Looking over at Jeongin, now curled up in a ball, she sighs. What the hell? Before she can wake him up, he sits up at the sound of the bathroom door slamming open and footsteps trudging in. The man at the front comes up to the edge of the tub, a sympathetic look on his face.

"I leave you alone for one second and you're hungover in a tub with Jeongin." Chan reprimands.

"Well, she's not hurt, sick, or sad, so there's no need to worry." Jeongin responds for her, stroking her head gently, making Chan raise his eyebrow.

If you had told him ten years ago that part of his job would be to take care of two hungover kids, he would never have believed you.

This is the idol life people.

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