Jung Daehyun

 

Chaelin woke up the next morning with a headache like an erupting volcano, like as if someone got into her head and was trying to break free by smashing a hammer against her skull and brain. Not a small hammer, though, a big one. She groaned slightly, turning over. She bumped into a solid mass of human, waking her up completely. Forgetting about her headache, she felt her heart beat slightly faster. Where was she? She didn't really quite want to look at the person's face. What if it was some creep that took advantage of her intoxicated self? She vaguely remembers Daehyun leaving and then... it's all one big blackness. In the end she looked up only to be relieved to see Bbang's adorable sleeping figure. She sat up and looked down, finding herself practically . She was wearing only her . Did he...? She looked over at him and shook her head, pretty sure that Bbang wouldn't dare touching her. Plus, he was wearing his pajama bottoms.   She didn't want to wake him up, but her stomach and head were telling her otherwise. She needed painkillers and food. She hovered over the sleeping male, leaning in to kiss his cheek and whispering to him to wake up. He quietly stirred and opened his eyes, blinking as the cruel sunlight made it's way right into his eyes. Upon noticing Chaelin looking at him, he smiled sleepily, slowly sitting up and Chaelin sat back, watching him.   "Morning, Bbang."   "Yo, Queen who can't handle her alc