Jeonghan was woken gently awake by Seungcheol.
"What?" He mumbled, rubbing his eyes.
"You told me to wake you when it was over," Seungcheol murmured in his ear.
"And?"
"They're back."
Jeonghan looked at the door and sure enough, a moment later, Jihoon walked in, Soonyoung trailing him.
"So?" Mingyu asked, his voice more of a squeak. "What happened?"
They all glared at him, and Wonwoo smacked him upside the head.
"Forget I asked," he whimpered.
"No, its fine," Jihoon replied, throwing his keys on the counter and walking over to the sink to get a glass of water. They all relaxed minimally.
"So, what happened?" Seungkwan asked as Soonyoung sat down next to him. He exchanged a glance with Jihoon, and Jeonghan noticed a faint blush come into both their faces.
Jihoon was the one to reply. "We worked things out."
Jeonghan blinked. "Thats all?" Mingyu asked.
"Yep," the singer replied. He walked over to the couch and stared down at Jisoo. "Scoot," he commanded, jerking his head to the right. Jisoo sighed and squashed up against Vernon, who let out a small grunt. Seungcheol shifted over, pressing against Jeonghan to make room.
Suddenly uncomforable by the contact, Jeonghan slid off the couch and ended up next to Mingyu.
"Hi," he murmured.
"'Sup," the rapper replied before turning to chat with Wonwoo.
Everybody else stated talking amiably between each other, chatting about their schedule and just other little things. Apparently, Vernon wanted to practice his English, so he and Jisoo were chatting on the couch. Now that the Gag Trio was back together, Booseoksoon was doing something in a corner of the room. Minghao was smiling at Jun as the dancer talked, mixing in some Chinese with his Korean, and Dino was yelling good-naturedly at Soonyoung to come talk to him. Seungcheol was talking with Jihoon about the new song he was working in.
Desperate to join a conversation, Jeonghan scooched over to them.
"Do you know what its going to be called?" Jeonghan asked. They stared at him. "Different topic?" He added, wincing.
Seungcheol nodded, still giving him a weird look.
"Well, in that case," Jeonghan continued, "whats up?"
Jihoon rolled his eyes, but Seungcheol smiled, reaching out to pat his head. "You should get some sleep, Jeonghannie. You've had a long day."
He nodded. Honestly, he did not feel good. Maybe it was because he'd spent his afternoon going ninety on a motorcycle, or maybe it was all the stress from this evening, but he needed to rest.
He stood up, but immediately, a wave of nausea swept over him and he collapsed into Seungcheol's lap.
"Easy," the rapper murmured. "Man, I was kidding, but you really do look bad."
Jeonghan didn't trust himself to reply.
"Come on," Seunghcoel told him and picked him up. Jeonghan let out a small murmur of protest, but he felt awful, so he didn't say anything else.
Seugnhcoel carried him into the vocal room and set him gently in his bed.
"There you go," he murmured. "Try to get some rest." Seunghcoel pulled the covers up, then moved to leave.
