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It's the first time I'm waking up in someone else's bed.
But it's not the first time waking up in Taehyung's arms.
For a moment I lie here, in this cocoon of warmth, listening to his steady breaths and slow heartbeat and savoring the feeling, until it strikes me.
Why am I here?
Great, starting the day by having an existential crisis.
No, but seriously, how did I get here? What happened last night? Why aren't I...home.
I set my eyes on the sleeping man who holds me like a teddy bear against his chest. Perhaps this is home.
My real home.
I wince as my head throbs with the aftermath of last night, snippets of drinking and running returning gradually. But there's a lot that I can't remember, which frustrates me, because it feels like I forgot some important things, like...did I cry?
Taehyung shifts, tightening his grip around me, and that's when I realize. I really have to pee. But I'm trapped.
"Taehyung..." I whisper, tapping his arm, but he just releases a moan instead of releasing me.
"Don't leave," he mutters. "You can't leave me."
What?
"Taehyung, I have to pee," I try removing his arm by myself, and either I'm really weak or it's too heavy, so I sigh, wondering how long I can hold it. Then I hear a voice from the other side of the room.
"Hyung, just let her go."
Jeonggyu. Something niggles in the back of my brain when I hear him speak, but I can't quite put my finger on it. Oh, well, probably isn't important anyway.
To my surprise and delight, Taehyung extracts his arm, allowing me to crawl over him, stumbling onto the floor with both hands and knees on the carpet. I look up, and my heart jumps at the sudden appearance of Jeonggyu, towering over me. He stretches out a hand.
"Need some help?"
I eye his hand for half a second before rising up, all by myself. "No."
I yawn as I leave the room, colliding into none other than my favourite sister from another mister.
"Oh my God! You're here!" she exclaims with wide eyes.
"I'm here!" we fling our arms around each other, squealing as quietly as possible.
"Wait, but why?" Eonjin holds me at arm's length, and I notice then that she's wearing her school unfirom. What time is it?
"I decided to sleep over," I shrug.
"Sleep over? But where did you - oh." She winks. "You slept in Taehyung's bed, didn't you?"
I blush on instinct, biting my lip. "I mean, yeah."
