Six in the morning, Gaehyo was sat on your chest, looking down at you expectantly.

"What?" 

You croaked.

"You hungry?" 

You prodded at the dog, she let out a sudden sneeze, you chuckled loudly.

"Okay okay, lets go get some breakfast" 

You rolled over, the pug jumped from the bed, strutting out of the room.

***

"For you, madame!~" 

She begun to spin on her hind legs as you placed to dish onto the floor. 

"Ah, you always make such a mess" 

Glancing upwards, she proudly flaunted her yoghurt-covered jowls. You gave her a quick tickle behind her ear before reaching over to the fridge door. You glared into it for minutes, pondering how to satisfy your appetite. Nothing. You slammed it shut again, grabbing two slices of wholemeal bread and stuffing them into the toaster.

***

Breakfast, done. Shower, done. Hair dried. Clothes chosen. Eyeliner, bag, keys. New hat. Ready! Giving your dog a peck on the forehead, you glided towards the exit. A sudden knocking made you jump slightly. 

"Who is it?" 

You called, remembering Seungris advice not to open the door incase of crazed fans or photographers.

"It's me~" 

The voice was that of a young male, making you grin slightly. You swung open the door to reveal a tall figure leant against the wall, wearing a very similar expression.

"Yoonie! What- What are you doing here? I was just on my way to come meet you guys!" 

"Heh. I thought i'd come pick you up. Not a problem, is it?" 

He leant forward, snatching your bag and slinging it over his shoulder. 

"Oh, its okay I can carry-" 

You were cut off by the boy lifting a finger to his lips, hushing you as he reached for your hand, leading you down the corridor.

"So-"

"So." 

You repeated him, hoping that this would encourage him to talk. He just stared awkwardly back at you, and you shook your head at him, sighing loudly.

"You never finish your sentences!" 

You scolded, mentally preparing your next set of words.

"I'm sorry Seungri acted so weird last night, he's really protective over me-"

"Ah, it's okay!" 

He paused

"Uh- This is a bit blunt of me to ask, but you two aren't- Uh-You aren't-?" 

"What?- No! No, no! We're just friends!"

"Oh, sorry. I just thought i'd ask-" 

He stopped, realising that if he hadn't fully thought-though what he was going to say.

"He's not my type anyway" 

You trailed off, peering though the window to catch a glimpse of the city. He seemed pleased by this reply, his grip on your hand tightening ever so slightly, which brought the skin-contact to your attention. It didn't seem a bother to him, not at all awkward, almost natural in fact. You thought better than to bring this up, knowing that he would become embarrassed. Its not like you minded all that much anyway.