NARRATOR

The next day, you woke up pretty late.

Sehun’s annoying voice shouted several times again, together with the rapid vibrating. Irritated, you snapped up and grabbed the phone.

*Must change my ringtone soon. Ugh so annoying!*

“Mwoya?!” You hissed, rubbing your sleepy eyes.

The person on the other line scoffed. “Is that how you talk to your brother?”

You sighed and fell back on the bed. “Dui bu qi, just woke up, Ge. What’s up?”

“I should be asking you that. How are you?” His voice… was still the same. Monotonous as ever. *My brother and his lack of emotions.* You smiled inwardly.

“I’m fine, Gege.” You yawned, the bed felt like it had its own gravity core, pulling you back.

Kris chuckled. “That’s good. Don’t forget to pick up Dad this Sunday. He wants you personally.”

“Are you sure… he’s not planning something fishy?”

Kris was amused. “No, An Ran. Now, get up and help your Oppas there. You wake up so late. Love you, bye.”

The line went dead. He didn’t even wait for your response.

“You’re awake?” Luahn’s head peeked on the door.

You smiled and weakly nodded. “Barely.”

Luhan shrugged and skipped towards your bed, bouncing as he jumped on it. “I heard about last night.”

“Yeah. Baekhyun Oppa panicked. He thought… I was in danger.” You muttered, flash backs on your mind.

He carefully propped up on one elbow and looked at you with his big eyes. “He cares for you, mei. I mean, we all do. But Baekhyun hyung… really does see you as someone special. I can see it. We can see it.”

You innocently blinked. “Special? Like… dongsaeng?”

Luhan chuckled and ruffled your hair. “You’re clueless.”  

With that, he exited your room, leaving you confused.

“Special?” You whispered, looking at the red scarf hanging on your rack. Unusually, the weird feeling you’ve been having lately with Baekhyun was rushing back to you. Butterfiles floating on your stomach, colorful abstract playing in your head.

“WU AN RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!” A squeaky voice outside screamed. You quickly jerked in your bed, eyes wide. Before you could actually check outside, the door burst open, revealing an overjoyed Xiumin.

“Mei-mei!” He ran to you, tackling you on the bed. “Oof. Ge, you… came.” You tried to speak out, but he was just too heavy. “And you’re heavy.” You added. Chen chuckled and pulled Xiumin up. You squealed, seeing your two Korean Geges.

“Yow, An Ran. Or should I call you Minhee since we’re in Korea?” Chen chuckled and sat beside you. You scrunched your nose and grinned at the two.

“I missed you two.”

Xiumin jumped on your bed and beamed. “But I know you missed me more than Chen, right?”

Chen rolled his eyes at Xiumin, who was anticipating your answer.

“Actually~ I miss…. Chen Ge more!” You stuck your tongue out and hugged Chen. He heartily laughed and ignored Xiumin who was throwing a fit.

“I’m always ignored! Always!” He cried.

“I heard you’ve been having therapy sessions?” Chen asked, sipping his coffee after. You nodded eagerly. “It’s fun!”

“How many hours per session?” Chen asked again. But this time, you didn’t even notice. Looking around the living room, Baekhyun can’t be found. 

“Oppa!” You called Chanyeol, who looked up from reading something. “Yep?”

Chen puffed air in his cheeks, used to being ignored by you. He stood up and walked to join Suho in watching television.

“Baekhyun Oppa… he’s still asleep?” You tilted your head, confused.

Chanyeol shrugged and focused back on the book. “I think so. You can check.”

“I can?” You stood up, waiting for confirmation.

“Just enter, mei.” Luhan chuckled, amused with your innocence. You nodded and walked towards his door. *What should I say?*

“Yeah, he sleeps . Beware.” Sehun added.

Your eyes almost jumped out of its sockets. “Mworago?!”

“He doesn’t! Now go!” Kai laughed and pushed you towards the door. “But if he is ….” He whispered. You shot him a look, he just chuckled. “I was joking.”

Kai pushed you inside and closed the door shut. You sighed and walked further in the room. It was dark, the dark blue curtains tightly closed. Baekhyun was peacefully asleep, his head carefully laid on the pillow.

Slowly, you sat down at the edge of the bed, head tilted. You curiosly looked at his face. His nose, clear skin, relaxed eyes, perfect lips.

Just then, what you called perfect began to move.

“Minhee..” He mumbled, his eyes still closed.

*He’s awake?* You moved closer and poked his nose. “Oppa?”

Just then, he groaned and buried himself more on the pillow.

You shrugged and stood up. Carefully, you arranged the blanket on him and brushed the hair that covered his face.

As soon as you got out, your brows furrowed. *He called me. In his sleep?*

But before you could think more, your thoughts got interrupted by your phone ringing.