Yeona and I were rolling around the big empty living room that was covered with gigantic air mattresses in our pajamas. Having a friend from a nine person family who enjoyed camping had its perks. We munched on popcorn while we watched a Korean drama marathon on the massive flat screen tv. Again, nine person family perks.

“Hey, what are you guys watching?” I looked to the side and saw Chanyeol oppa coming down the stairs. He had clothes on this time, to my dismay.

“Hey, what are you doing here?? I thought you were going to spend the night at your stupid friend’s house!” then she turned to me, “Oh, this is Chanyeol, the stupid six. The one that I refuse to call oppa.”

“I asked you first, number seven. And I’d prefer you call me y six, thank you.” He slumped down beside me causing the mattress to wave softly under me.

“Well, I’m asking you now, sstupidddd sixxxxx.” She exaggerated the last two words.

“I changed my mind. Oh I forgot to congratulate you, Ara. I heard you’re a musical genius. Now, that’s my hoobae.” He smirked and I blushed deep red.

“Woah, how do you guys know each other???” Yeona exclaimed in shock.

“I saved her from Solbi this morning. And I bumped into her a few minutes ago up stairs, when I was practically . It was the first time a girl has seen my glorious body with just a towel around my waist.” Oppa shrugged nonchalantly. I blushed even deeper. I was the first!

“You in’ ert!! How dare you flash yourself in front of my friend!!!” Yeona hugged my head as if that was going to protect me from her hot brother, “You better stay away from her!! I have a whistle in my pocket right now!”

“I’m suuuuure you have a whistle,” He reached for my hand. When he grabbed it, he interlocked our fingers and lifted for his sister to see. I flinched in surprise.

“You just crossed the line, stupid six!” Yeona stuck her hand in her sweater pocket and pulled out an actual whistle. With a deep breath in, she blew it as hard as she could.

“Yeona!!” I yelled. My heart pounded when oppa tightened the grip on my hand in surprise.

“!!” He let go of my hand to cover his ears, “Why do you have that in your pocket!!”

“Just in case!! And I’m glad I have it with me!” She scoffed in satisfaction when she pulled the whistle away from her lips.

I couldn’t help but laugh the sight of the two siblings growling at each other. I fell onto my side with laughter. They first stared at me weirdly but soon joined me realizing that what just happened was pretty funny.

“Come on, let’s go back to the drama.” Oppa smiled and leaned back against the couch behind us. He patted the space beside him signaling me to sit. I sheepishly squirmed towards him and leaned back like he did. I tried to calm myself down but my heartbeat quickened and thudded even louder. I prayed that he wouldn’t be able to hear it.

“Hands off of her, got it?” Yeona warned. She then rolled all the way to the end of the land of mattresses to make a bowl of ramen to wash down the salty popcorn that we munched on. Soon, we were all alone. My toes squirmed with anxiety under my thighs which my legs were in crisscross apple sauce position. The loud dialogues from the drama barely managed to cover up the awkward silence that filled the room.   

“Do you mind if I sleep?” Oppa asked huskily. I was pretty sure he didn’t mean to sound so but with his deep cave voice made almost everything y.

“No, go ahead.” I murmured. My body tensed when he stretched his arm up and placed each on the edge of the couch with a big yawn.

His arm softly pressed against my back and my shoulders. I could feel the heat radiating through my thin top. A part of me hoped that he was trying to make a move on me and another part was anxious of what was going to happen next if that was the case. But when glanced at him, he seriously looked really tired. The dark circles were down to his cheeks because of the lack of lighting and his usual big eyes were firmly shut. After a few seconds, I could hear him snore softly. It was pretty cute. Smiling, I leaned over to the front and grabbed a blanket that was close to me. I placed it on his legs which were bare because he was wearing shorts and I sat back down. I froze again when oppa’s head landed on my shoulder with a small thud. I must’ve caused a small wave when I sat down that shifted his weight towards me.

‘Breath, Ara…’ I chanted in my head. But it was kind of hard to concentrate when he was softly breathing against my neck. It sent shivers down my spine. Not only could I feel his body heat on my back and my shoulders, now I could feel it entirely on one side of my body. And he was breathing in my neck for god’s sake! I had to turn his head a bit so that he could breathe more air and I could live. I sighed in relief when I couldn’t feel his breaths on my neck. I then had the guts to examine his facial features. His long eyelashes, his pointy ears, his supple lips that were slightly parted, his-

“Hands off, number six!!” With a short warning, Yeona blew her whistle again.

“What the !!” Chanyeol oppa’s eyes fluttered open.

I covered my ears with my hands as he buried his head on my shoulders in frustration. I heart pounded and heat started to rise towards my cheeks. How could someone make another blush every five seconds?? I’ve never blushed this often my entire life.

“Woah, Maknae, calm down! I’m not doing anything to your friend! I just fell asleep and ended up leaning on her. That’s all!!” He raised his hands in defeat.

“It’s considered ual harassment!! Why are you hanging out with us anyway? You are so annoying. Go away, oppaaaaaaaaaaa!” Yeona whined.

“I don’t think Ara minds me being here.” Oppa nudged my side. I jumped in surprise as I was terribly ticklish, “See? She enjoys my company.”

Yeona narrowed her eyes, “I feel like something happened when I was gone…There’s something going on between you two…hmmmmmmm…”

“You caught us, number seven,” Oppa playfully swung his arm around my shoulder, making me blush, again.

“Go away!!!” Yeona finally got onto her knees and pushed her brother away from me and rolled him off of the mattress land.

“Good night, ladies,” Oppa stood up and winked at me before he strode back to his room upstairs.

“Stupid, six!!” Yeona yelled for the last time.

“Love you too, stupid seven,” he replied.

***

The next morning, Yeona and I had to head back to the school. We packed out stuff back into our bags, spent an hour or so struggling with makeup and hair, and ironed our uniforms since it was a school rule that uniforms were to be kept nice and tidy at all times. We planned on taking the subway again since it was the fastest and the cheapest way there. As we headed out, I saw a tall figure standing a few feet away from the front door.

“Why the hell are you at Chanyeol’s house?”

It was the sunbae unnie that threw me in the dungeon. Solbi Lee.