Rosé POV

My eyes squinted a little when I heard the door on my room squeaked, suggesting that someone came in. Too exhausted and eyes too tired, I did not even bother checking who it is. Well, it's probably just one of the girls. Me and the girls were supposed to do a V-live this evening but my body isn't really cooperating right now.

After Jisoo unnie and the girls had woken me up earlier from my short slumber, we quickly made our way back to the dorm so I can take a rest.I can barely even remember how I was able to get in the house because I was damn sure I was stone-cold and knocked-out on the van earlier.

If I weren't actually sleeping on the couch on M!Countdown, I swear I wouldn't even move an inch. A small smile tugged at the corner of my lips when I remember how peacefully I have been sleeping earlier.

I was dreaming about my husband. Yeah, my jerk of a husband, Park Jimin.

But it's a little weird because he was so sweet which perhaps made me identify that it is indeed just a dream because, yeah, Park Jimin isn't sweet. At least not to me.

Thinking that the person who just came in was Jisoo unnie who probably went to check on me again, which she's been doing every thirty minutes, I called out her name, my throat feeling a little dry.

"Jisoo unnie... Can I have a glass of water?" I sweetly asked to her, my voice hoarse so it came out as a whisper.

"Ne. One second." After a few minutes, I felt someone sat beside my bed. I slowly moved my body upwards so I can sit down.

"Drink this as well."

I saw a medicine in front of me which I gladly took to my mouth before pushing it with a warm water. Once done, I slowly moved back so I can rest my head back to my pillow.

Before my consciousness left me, my eyes saw two figures leaving out your room. One,  I was sure was Jisoo unnie,  the other,  I thought was familar but my unstable self could no longer distinguish.

No, impossible. I told to myself.

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My body slightly shivers, the coldness in the room slowly drowning in my system. My hands moved across the bed,  trying to locate the blanket that was covering me earlier, hoping that it would at least ease the coldness that is seeping through my body.

After trying so hard, I soon gave up and settled into just hugging my body with my own hands. I regret not changing into my pajamas before crashing into bed.

But then, I felt the warm skin enveloped throughout my body, my bed moving a little as the weight of the person slowly caving in,  the smell of a familiar perfume creeping all over the place.

Once the warm skin made contact to mine,  I felt my body stopped shaking a little, finally enjoying the heat<