“Changkyun, wake up. Changkyun, someone’s here. Wake up, sleepy head,” Jooheon rubbed little patterns on the younger’s shoulder, unsure if he should stir him from his deep slumber.

After wasted efforts, Jooheon got up from behind the other and headed for the front door. 

“Changkyun, I'm sorr-- Who are you?” the visitor asked abruptly, something clouding his eyes as his brows scrunched to form a full-faced frown. He was clearly not pleased to see Jooheon answer the door.

“No, who are you?”

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A/N:

UH OH. :O

I'm so sorry for this. It seems weird and out of place, but next chapter will explain. ;)

Wait another 12 hours or so. I'm going to sleep.