Himchan woke up with Jongup's arm across his face.

Himchan not-so gently shoved it off of his T-zone.

"Jongup, get up! You really need to fix your sleeping positions. I spent half of the damn night with your knee in my back."

"Sorry."

Jongup rolled over and grabbed his phone, which was vibrating rapidly. 

".. Daehyun? No.. What? Wait, why did you.... Ugh. Fine. I'm coming."

He looked apologetically at Himchan.

"I'm sorry. I have to go."

"It's okay. It probably has to do with Youngjae, so he'll be calling me in 3, 2, 1-"

On cue, Himchan's phone rang.

"Youngjae? I can't hear you over your crying.... Whaaat? Okay. I'm coming. I'M COMING, CALM YOUR ."

Jongup pressed a kiss onto Himchan's temple and left.

Himchan grabbed a pair of pants and a wrinkled shirt, threw them on, and went to go find the blubbering boy.

Yongguk woke up with a limp body on his chest.

He was about to hit whoever it was when he realized that it was Zelo.

He relaxed and settled for lazily his hair.

Zelo shifted and opened his eyes.

"What happened? Where am I?"

Yongguk didn't say anything.

Instead, he pecked Zelo's cheek.

Zelo was completely still.

Afraid that something bad was happening, Yongguk started to get out of bed to a trash can for Zelo to barf in.

Zelo grabbed his arm, pulled him back, sat in his lap, and protectively wrapped his arms around Yongguk's neck.

"No. Don't leave me."

"I wasn't planning to, I was going to get a trash can, but don't worry. I won't leave you again. Hopefully" 

Yongguk said the last part silently in his head.

Zelo smiled sleepily and nuzzled his face against the soft skin on Yongguk's neck.

There was a sharp intake of breath.

"Yongguk hyung.."

"Yeah?"

"You might want to get that trash can."

Luckily, Yongguk managed to get the trash can before Zelo threw up on his bed.

Yongguk massaged his temples as he held Zelo's hair back.

"Dammit, I'm seriously going to kill whoever gave you alcohol."

"I'm o-oka...."

*BLEURGHADSJHSAJFHUERD INSERT GROSS VOMITING NOISES*

Jongup sat next to Daehyun, who was frantically shoving cheescake into his mouth.

Jongup sighed and looked at the empty cases that the cheescakes (yes, plural) used to occupy.

"Daehyun... Don't you think that you should slow down a little?"

"No. Cheesecake always made the pain go away, so if I keep eating, the pain should go away soon enough."

"What pain?"

"Youngjae slapped me after I kissed him, and now my cheek and chest hurt."

"Just a question, is it kind of an internal pain?"

"Yeah, it is."

Jongup laughed.

"Daehyun, for a someone who's smart, you're really stupid."

He patted Daehyun's head like he was a big, cheesecake smeared puppy.

"You still haven't gotten it through your head that you like Youngjae?"

"No, I just like to play around with him. It's for my amusment."

"Keep telling yourself that."

"I'll do that, along with the rest of my cheesecake."

"Hyung... You have 15 boxes left."