Oh Ha-Seon attends school everyday and never skips class, always taking notes and paying attention to the teacher's lecture. With the job of Class President and being in many different clubs, Oh Ha-Seon is labelled the model student of the school. M...
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Yawning, I began to stretch out my muscles that were tense. My mind was at ease and I felt very comfortable. Warmth enveloped me when I squirmed to sit up.
My eyes widened.
I totally had forgotten about falling asleep on Yoongi's shoulder.
Strong forearms wrapped around me and flipped me to the side of the couch, suffocating me between the couch and him. I held my hands on his chest and tried to push him away in a haste, but his grip grew stronger and pulled me closer.
I mentally screamed as my face was cushioned by his chest. This was so embarrassing. How was I going to escape this?
He let out a sigh that went down my neck and I shivered. This was getting uncomfortable.
Struggling, I managed to crane my neck enough to see his face. His eyelids were closed and his lips were slightly parted. I could feel his chest rise and fall against mine as he snored softly.
Waking him up was going to be hard, but I knew I couldn't stay like this any longer.
"Yoongi," I whispered. His eyes twitched in response.
"Yoongi," I said a bit louder this time. I would poke him in the cheek if I could, but my hands were stuck against his chest. This was going to be so embarrassing when he wakes up.
"Wake up," I begged, watching his face change expressions from content to irritated. His eyebrows furrowed and he bit his lips.
"Go away Jungkook," he growled which made me flinch. His morning voice was deep and raspy, and the way he growled added to the effect. I stayed silent for a second before deciding to say something.
"It's me," I said in a soft voice, "Ha-Seon. And you're almost suffocating me."
His eyes flew open at this and he was obviously in as much shock as I was before. He froze when my eyes met his. Blush crept on his face and I nearly laughed at him. He was reacting the exact same as I had.
Immediately, his grip loosened and he pulled his arm out from under me and sat up.
Why was I slightly displeased by it?
"S-sorry," he finally mumbled after some time.
"It's alright," I responded in a light tone with amusement laced in my voice. I was so used to seeing Yoongi being so emotionless, that seeing him flustered now was surprising.
"Did you sleep well?" he asked, returning to his natural state.
"Yes," I answered. Wait. Did I not go back home yesterday?
