oops // soonhoon

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it's three am, three freaking am. whoever pulled the fire alarm is dead. what kind of idiot thought it would be funny to pull the fire alarm this late? i literally just fell asleep and now they decide to pull it? i don't care about jail or whatever. instead of a fire alarm going off in the middle of the night, there's gonna be a homicide investigation.

now,  because of this arsehole, i'm out here standing in the freezing cold for however long this goes on. and before you ask, no, i didn't think to grab a jacket or anything before i left. all i was thinking about was not dying in a fire. so, i'm standing outside in the middle of november in nothing more than pajama shorts and a very thin sweatshirt. fantastic, my night could not get any better. i'm also surrounded by people that i despise. tonight is just the best, isn't it?

whilst we wait, let's list the reason's why this sucks:

1: it's 3 am

2: it's -2 degrees

3: i was woken up just as i had fallen asleep

4: i'm in my pajamas in front of half the freaking campus!!!

i'm just gonna sit on the ground, cover my legs with my sweatshirt and ignore everyone. sounds like a great plan. why thank you me, i'm glad you agree.

okay, this needs to stop. i'm becoming delusional. well, more delusional than normal. i wonder if everyone is like this? no? just me? okay.

i sit down on the cold grass and do as i said i was gonna do, cover my legs with my sweatshirt. it doesn't help much though, i'm still a popsicle. my toes: can't feel them. fingers: ha what are those. nose: an ice cube.

i ignore my shivers and rest my head on my knees, hoping it'll do something. of course it doesn't though. why would it?

suddenly, i feel a new warmth. its a fabric and oh my god it's so warm. when i lift my head, i'm met with someone's eyes. it's a guy named soonyoung, we have like 2 classes together. thought we've only talked a few times, he seems pretty cool. and he's quite cute if i do say so myself.

he sits down besides me and laughs. and oh my god, i swear his laugh could cure cancer. "cold?" he asks, still chuckling softly.

i laugh with him and pull the, what is now identified as a jacket, closer to me. "how could you tell? did the shivering give it away? or was it the fact that i'm wearing next to nothing?"

"lucky guess." he shrugs. "you look tired too. did you get any sleep?"

"yeah, totally. a whole three minutes of sleep. more sleep than i got last night" I mumble. and it's true. i didn't get any sleep last night. i've been living off coffee for the past 24 hours. i know it's not healthy, but is anything i do healthy?

"you wanna try sleeping now? you can lean on me or something. i'll keep you warm and wake you up once this is all over." he suggests, sticking his arm out as a signal for me to huddle into his side.

i gladly accept his offer and scoot over to him. relaxing into his side the second i lean against him. wow, i didn't know people could be this comfortable. i normally hate skinship, but i quite like this. i wouldn't mind staying like this for awhile, awake or not.

speaking of being awake, i'm almost not. my eyes are getting heavier by the second. i'm practically unconscious already. if this is what happens when i cuddle with soonyoung, i wouldn't object doing it more often. it's really quite nice.

my mind foggy, i barely pick up on soonyoung saying, "just close your eyes already you dummy."

i somehow manage mumble out a sleepy 'mkay' as i finally close my eyes and enter the peaceful state that we call sleep. oh how i missed it.

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i welcome you all to this monstrosity. i apologize if it isn't the best, i wrote this as a one-shot a while ago and i'm both too lazy and too tired to go through and rewrite everything. i do hope that you enjoyed this somewhat, and that's all for now.