Cha Eungi is tossing and turning on her place, she sinks her face to the tender cloudy surface under her head and enjoy the masculine scent that’s vaguely left behind on the fabric surface. She likes the warmth that’s covering her body and clearly enjoying the softness of her bed. The lighting is dimmed so it doesn’t hurt her eyes so much when she opens them. The first thing she feels is the massive pain in her head, she felt like someone just hit her hard on the back of it and she blinks several times to collect her mind while observing her surroundings.

Her eyes travel from the big window on her left to the wooden ceiling above her, the messy room around her, she’s awake in instant once she aware that she’s not in her own room. She lifts her body up only to make the pounding in her head feels rougher, this makes her groans in pain.

Her groan steals Cho Kyuhyun’s interest that’s now sitting quietly on the couch right in the opposite of the bed, he’s been watching her sleeping and seems like she’s finally conscious from her passed out state.

“You’re awake, noona?” He gets up from the sofa and approach the bed to sit on its edge.

“Stop screaming at me.” Eungi covers her ears when the hangover effect still lingers.

Kyuhyun chuckles then lifts his hand to touch her forehead and all she does was just staring at him in confusion.

“Your temperature has gone down, you have no idea how high your fever was last night.” He smiles sweetly at her.

Even in between her hangover, Cha Eungi begins to understand the condition. She remembers they went to the beach and she drank some champagne—well, a lot of champagne—and now she’s trying hard to recalls every memory that seems to fly away from her head.

“Wait, where am I?” She takes away his hand that’s touching her head.

“My place.”

“Please tell me you don’t live with your dad.” The horror of waking up in the room of her boss’s son starts to haunt her.

“I live alone, it’s my own apartment.”

Eungi nods and looks down when she realized something else.

“What’s this?” She pulls the thick green sweater that she’s wearing. She lifts the blanket to take a peek underneath and she cringes once she sees that she’s only wearing the oversized sweater and her underwear.

“Your dress was drenched; I didn’t want you to get sick. So..”

Eungi slaps her own cheeks and cover her face with her hands. “did you..” she’s trying to find the right words but she’s can’t find one, “Did you.. my dress.. did you..”

“I changed it for you, yes.” He admits, “I can’t let you sleep in your wet dress and since you already feverish I can’t risk it more.”

Eungi takes the blanket and pulls it with her as she slams her head back to the pillow, she groans for some more. “Did you see anything?” she covers her face with his blanket to hide her embarrassment.

He smiles and shake his head, “I’m not interested on taking advantage of a drunkard. I didn’t look noona, I covered your body with this blanket the whole time I removed your dress.”

She whimpers in shame, “That doesn’t make me feel any better.”

Kyuhyun is secretly enjoying her innocent reaction, he can’t remember a time when he’s spending a night with a girl without doing anything physical.

Suddenly she remembers something important, “YA! CHO KYUHYUN!! GIVE ME YOUR PHONE!!”

“Ne?”

“GIVE ME YOUR PHONE!” She gets up with her hand stretch out demanding him to give her what she asked.

“Why?” he takes his phone from the little table next to the bed and give it to her, which she takes roughly from him.

“Just in case, some precautions.” She takes a look at his phone, “Password?”

“1234.”

She enters the number and begins searching his album content. She knows she can trust him, but it doesn’t hurt to check twice just in case. She knows about his evil plan about stripping her down and takes picture of her being , she’s just trying to safe what’s left over from her pride.

“What are you looking for noona?” He slides closer to her to take a peek of his phone. “Why are you looking at my photo album? Ya, it’s personal.”

He’s about to grab that from her but she’s quicker. “Checking for any picture of me.” She says calmly.

Kyuhyun rolls his eyes, of course Cha Eungi won’t trust him with all her heart. “You won’t find one, noona. I canceled my means a long time ago.”

She keeps scrolling on his phone. He’s right, she can’t find any of her picture here but she finds a lot of her candid pictures. Mostly the picture of her standing in front of the class, the picture of her hanging out by the library and weirdly a picture of her nodding off in the café she usually hangs out.

“Kyuhyun-a, why you have so many pictures of me?” She lifts her head from his phone and look at his eyes.

Kyuhyun immediately snatches his phone away from her and put it in his pocket. “You’re interrupting my privacy, noona.”

“You undressed me.” She pouts and feels her face gets hotter. “Who’s invading whose privacy now?”

“It was an emergency, let’s stop arguing on that.” He takes a deep breath and gets up from the bed. “I bought breakfast for us, let’s eat.”

“Do you have any aspirin?” She gets up from the bed and still feels a bit wobbly.

As she stands up, she’s thankful that his sweater length is covering her enough to avoid further embarrassment on her side.

Kyuhyun pulls out a seat for her and he offers her several option for breakfast and she chose a simple toast as her choice. He also prepares black coffee that he knows she likes complete with an aspirin she asked earlier.

Eungi says her thanks and begins to take a bite of her breakfast when another reality strikes her.

“! It’s Monday Kyuhyun-a!!” She widens her eyes in panic.

Kyuhyun nods before he starts to giggle. “Noona, it’s almost noon, we both missed the class already.”