You lay awake. Your eyes wide and bloodshot.
The nothingness of the ceiling was twirling and dancing in your head.
It was all you had seen for the past hour.
You hadn't been able to move all night, everything ached.
You were paralysed from the events of the night before.
All of it was a mess of shots and dancing and you were left with nothing but a sore neck and no memory past shot three.
This, in turn, ment you had no idea where you were and no means of finding out except from of course: moving.
Which in this case felt like much trouble than it was worth.
Still, you needed to get out and getting home, well, that was worth it.
You forced your head from the pillow, wincing as a wave of pain shot through your skull, leaving you falling back onto your cushion with a thump.
It felt like someone was forcing you down, suffocating you until you didn't even want to fight back anymore.
But even with the invisible hands pushing against your throat, you had to get out, somehow.
After giving yourself a few moments to regain your strength you opted for the quicker yet far more painful way of gathering information on your location, tilting your head slightly, and to your relief seeing your sleeping boyfriend.
He looked so peaceful in his slumber and you couldn't help but feel as though you deserved that level of peace too.
Comforted by your boyfriends presence you gained the strength to push yourself up.
You took a breath, sealing the air between your lips to fight the pain and sat up letting out an excruciating groan as what felt like daggers rippled through your spine.
A breath of relief left your lips as you straightened yourself up and sat on the edge of the bed.
The soles of your feet gently pressed against the lush carpet, you leaned back onto your hands in relaxation, letting the sensation soothe your entire body.
"Y/n?"
Your head jolted towards the noise.
"Morning."
You watched as a small smiled formed on Wooyoungs face.
"Tired?" He asked, sitting up with ease and moving towards you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, letting his fingers heat your bare skin.
"A little." You sighed, closing your eyes and leaning back against his chest.
It was heaven in his arms.
You savoured the moment, and he gripped you a little tighter, kissing your shoulder as you began to speak.
"Wooyoung."
"Mmm."
"What happened last night?" you asked innocently.
You could feel him tense up as you spoke.
His grasp had noticeably loosened.
He thought about it for a second before he got up and began gathering his clothes.
"We need to get out of here."
"What....Wooyoung?" You stood up and moved away from him.
You sparked something in him that you had never seen before.
He was scared, every inch of him was filled with worry and pain.
It didn't take long for him to get you both out of the hotel. You had no idea how you got there but you were still glad to be leaving.
It was a silent walk home.
The sun was just coming up and the last reminants of darkness hung over the sky. It was a fitting atmosphere.
Wooyoung was quietly in thought beside you. Playing with information that could change your lives forever.
