Wakeup Call

"Ayo, you pig! Get up and come here!" 

  I scrunched my eyelids together at Kris's yelling. I felt a light smack on my forehead. Wanting to escape my brother's obnoxious tactics, I wriggled under the covers, blocking out his voice. When his yelling finally subsided, I sighed contently. Time to resume sleep.   Suddenly, the bed started to sink on one side, as I felt a heavy weight being placed upon myself.    "Yah, Kris, get off of me!" I ordered. When he wouldn't budge, I began to kick under the covers. "I'm serious, Kris!" I was starting to suffocate under there.   Surprisingly, the figure didn't react how I had expected. He started to enclose me... in a hug. This was not Kris.   "Byuntae!" I screamed as I kicked the person to the ground. He landed with a thud. "Ow!"    I threw the pillow hard on the person's face and rushed out of the room, not daring to look back at whoever it was. I headed straight for the bathroom.    Slamming the door shut behind me, I locked it and tried to calm my breathing by taking slow, even breaths. Breathe in, breathe out, breath in... Ew! What's that smell?!    A terrible stench engulfed the bathroom. It was then that you noticed Kris on the toilet, leisurely browsing through a fashion magazine.   "Took you long enough to get here," he said. I pinched my nose disgustedly. "What the heck?!"   He didn't look up from his magazine. "I need you to get another roll of toilet paper for me." He nodded towards the rack. "There's no more."   I clamped both hands to my nose and mouth to not take in any polluted air. "You've got to be kidding me." I rolled my eyes. "I am not getting you toilet paper."   Kris sighed and flung the magazine aside. "Fine, suit yourself." He got up and started walking towards the door with his pants hanging at his ankles.   I squeezed my eyes shut. "Ew, ew, ew. Dude, sit down." I shielded my eyes from the retched sight. "I don't want your poop dripping in the hallway." I placed my hand on the door knob. "I'll get it."   As soon as you stepped outside, you instantly felt relieved from the new waft of fresh air. "Ahh, Kris is so gross," I muttered. However, as fast as the air came back, all the air was knocked out of me when someone attacked me from behind. "Oh my gosh!" I tried squirming out of the person's grasp, but he was too strong. "Kris, help me!" I pounded against the door of the bathroom. All you heard was the sound of the toilet flushing. "Help!!!"   "Oh, Haneul, I forgot to tell you." I heard Kris's voice through the door crack. "Sehun came to pick you up."   I froze and looked at the person who had just attacked me. "Sehun?"   Finally raising his head, I could see his face, which had a lopsided grin displayed on it. "I wanted to surprise you, but you thought I was a ert." He pouted. "Meanie~"   I punched him lightly on the shoulder. "Well you could've said something to defend yourself," I rebutted.  Since both he and me were on the ground, he easily pulled me into a hug, with my back against his chest. His breath tickled my neck as he spoke. "Well, do you want me to be a ert?"   I gasped and glanced back at him. "No!"   Nonetheless, I was met with a creepy looking Sehun, with his head lowered and him glancing upwards in that erted pedo stance.    I struggled