With sounds seemingly amplified, the combined annoyance of birds chirping, a pencil sashaying across a single sheet of paper, and a leaky faucet, Are enough to finally awaken the sleeping RapMon. His heavy hands slowly raising, cuffing under his pillow and folding it just over his right ear to muffle the sounds, as he lays on his side. Crusted eyelashes pry themselves apart, revealing bloodshot eyes layered in a film thick enough to leave him somewhat blind temporarily.            Amidst trying to see past it, he blinks continuously, shifting his hand from the pillow to then said eye. The back of his clammy, fleshed hand is used to rub against it, in an attempt to adjust his vision. His dry lips part, and a yawn escapes him. His limbs stretch outward as the sliver of sunlight, peeking from beneath a lowered curtain dance across the floor.             Sharply, he raises upward into a slunk over seated position, his head feeling too heavy for his neck to even hold at this point.    Rap Monster: "aish!"              He mutters through cracked breaths, while using his other hand to now rub against his left eye. With a racing heart, he sheds the thinly layered blanket of which covered him, revealing himself to now be in only his under garments. He looks around frantically, unaware of his current surrounds he begins to panic. A throbbing, pulsating sensation which begins pressing against the temples of his head refuse to falter.              His bare feet press firmly against the cold floor, as he musters what strength he can to raise upward into a completely upright position. Heavy panting escapes him as his eyes survey the tiny room, in an attempt to recover his clothing. Approaching footsteps instantly draw his attention toward the single door just a few feet away from him.             He steps back lightly, swallowing a large gulp of saliva, which gradually makes its way down his dry throat. His nostrils flare, and his eyes immediately are drawn to the now turning doorknob. The hinges on the door screech, and he watches as it slowly begins to open. His heart, pounding against his chest, mimics the heavy breathing being distributed from past his parted lips.              His eyes widen greatly as the door opens completely, and a man carefully enters, backward. Slowly the man begins to turn, a tray held in his hands wobbles slightly, as he struggles to carry the assortment of bowls and cups on top of it. On the balls of his feet the man turns as the door now stands wide open. His turn now completed, the two stare at one another, sharing looks of shock upon seeing the other.    Rap Monster: "Wh-Wh-Wha--"   Iron: "Ah! -- you're up."            A smirk now worn across his face as he continues to motion forward.    Rap Monster: "I-I--"   Iron: "Yeah... -- you definitely still have a way with words. Sit down, eat, you'll feel better after -- I promise."             Unable to truly fathom what's actually going on, RapMon just stands there, glaring ahead at Iron who has come to a complete stop directly in front of him. Locking eyes with RapMon, he tilts his head lightly, nodding his head and widening his smile as he allows his eyes to gradually lower. With a cocked brow, RapMon looks to him, his eyes widen upon the realization that he is in his underwear. Irons erse actions prompt RapMon to flail about, before reaching out a grabbing a hold of the sheet, throwing it around himself to cover up.                          Iron: "Don't hide the goods on my account -- I mean it's nothing I haven't seen before."   Rap Monster: "YAH!!"   Iron: "will you sit down already! I'm tired of holding this tray!"                A brief stare down continues before RapMon reluctantly lowers himself back to a seated position atop the bed. He swings his long legs about, stretching them out across the bed, watching as Iron steps forward and gently places the tray on top of his lap.    Rap Monster: "where are my -- "   Iron: "your clothes are drying in the bathroom."   Rap Monster: "w-why?"   Iron: "You reeked of Soju and vomit."   Rap Monster: "I-I threw up?"   Iron: "yeah -- but it must've been before you got here."               Iron steps away from him, walking back toward the door.    Rap Monster: "Why am I here?"               Iron pauses, and turns back to face him, his smirk still plastered across his face.    Iron: "You mean... You mean you don't remember?"   Rap Monster: "did... we?"            He asks hesitantly.   Iron: "God no!"                 He begins to laugh as he seats himself at the foot of the bed. RapMon can't help but expose his blushed cheeks.    Iron: "I mean... We -- it -- lets just say under different circumstances I would definitely be a willing participant."   Rap Monster: "ugh."               RapMon shakes his head whilst lowering it. A spoon now held in his hand he dips it into the large bowl of soup in the center of the tray.  They sit in silence, RapMons eyes scanning the room every time he eats a spoonful of soup. His eyes rest on a bean bag like chair in the corner of the room, a folded blanket and a single pillow on it. Iron's eyes follow his, and he turns to face the bean bag as well.    Iron: "It looks much more comfortable than it actually is."   Rap Monster: "you slept there?"   Iron: "yeah -- I didn't want to just leave you here alone. You were in pretty bad shape last night."            RapMons eyes gradually make their way back toward Iron as he reaches out for the glass of water.   Rap Monster: "what exactly happened last night?"              Iron chuckles under his breath as he stares through the doorway straight into the adjoining room. He turns back to face RapMon and then the window on his side as he begins to recount the events of which had occurred the night before.                         Rap Monster: "HUNCHUL-YAH!!!!"          He belts out at the top of his lungs. Holding a single bottle of soju, he rocks from side to side, staring across the street at Irons apartment building.    Rap Monster: "HUNCHUL-YAHHHH!!!"              He shouts out once again, the sound of his deep voice echoing throughout the empty streets, before placing the bottle to his lips and taking a single swig from it. One by one, lights begin to turn on in the apartment complex, lighting up the dimly lit street he is standing on.    Rap Monster: "HUNCHUL-YAH!!! -- YOU RUINED MY LIFE!!!"             His voice cracks, the thought of his own drunken words now causing his eyes to swell up with tears. He sips again, driblets spilling from the sides of his mouth with each sip. Hearing the commotion outside Iron peers out of his closed window. His name is shouted out once more, and he reaches for it, raising it upward in order for him to see more clearly into the night.              Unable to make out exactly who it is from the floor he is on, the familiar shouting is repeated. As if being triggered by it, his ears perk up and his eyes widen. An abundance of jeers from neighbors can now be heard being directed at RapMon who continues to disrupt the otherwise quiet neighborhood. Unable to comprehend what is happening, Iron reaches for a hoodie, and upon slipping on a pair of sandals he makes his way downstairs.    Rap Monster: "HUNCHUL-YAH!!! -- I HATE YOU!!!"             Standing beneath the doorway of the apartment complex, the words dig into him like deep stab wounds. He shakes it off and rushes out into the street, stead fast in the direction of RapMon who has now made drunken eye contact with him.    Rap Monster: "OH~ -- Would ya' look who it is!!"          His voice cracks as the makes his observation. Without a second thought RapMon lunges the bottle right at him. In disbelief of what just occurred, Iron ducks just seconds before it can make contact with him. The force behind the throw shatters the bottle dead in the middle of the street. Whilst continuing to sway about, he stares Iron down watching as he reaches out and grabs a firm hold of his wrist.             As if by reflex, RapMon yanks it away only to swing it forth. Armed with a tightly wound fist, he uses all of his energy to aim it in the direction of Irons face. With a simple sidestep he is able to avoid the strike, the force behind it compromising RapMons own balance in the process, and in his weakened state his knees buckle, and his body finally succumbs to his inebriation.            With limbs stretched out widely, Iron catches a falling RapMon. Now holding him in his arms, he lifts RapMon up, off his feet, in order to cradle him. Slowly, he turns to face his apartment building. Cautious steps are met with his entrance into it.           after a short ride via the elevator, he finally enters his small apartment, Kicking off his shoes and continuing to step forth, further inside.    Iron: "easy does it."             He mutters to himself whilst laying RapMon down flat upon his bed. Iron raises upright completely, staring downward, and into the face of a sleeping Rap Monster. A cold sweat comes over him, which prompts him to turn away and step out of the room, finding himself somewhat unable to even be in the same room as his former lover.            Heavy footsteps carry him into the kitchen. In a trance like state he stands there, clutching onto a wash rag and simply staring straight ahead. He laughs to himself lightly, stepping forth, and placing the rag beneath the sinks running faucet. As he allows the water to run, and consume it, he can hear faint groaning coming from the bedroom.             With the soaked rag clutched tightly in his grasp he stands beneath the door and just watches as RapMon writhes around slightly. A smile gradually begins to form on his face.    Rap Monster: "Hunchul hyung..."              He calls out to him in a strained grumble. The sound of his voice prompts him to shake off the faint smile which was hanging before he begins to motion closer to RapMon. Staring down at him, he hesitantly lowers himself down, seating himself beside him.              Finding himself unable to function, he just continues to stare, watching as RapMon turns, laying completely flat and exhaling deeply. Iron reaches out and places the back of his hand upon his warm flesh. RapMon continues to grumble, turning his head away slightly. Retracting his hand, Iron tucks his bottom lip beneath his top as he then proceeds to place the cool rag firmly on RapMons forehead.           The sudden sensation of the wet cloth against his skin brings him back from the brink, causing him to instantly sit up. The rag falls from its previously placed position, plopping against his lap. Now positioned but only a breaths distance the two stare deeply into each other's eyes, whilst exchanging shared breaths which are being heavily expelled.             Iron reaches out to grab a hold of it, but pauses as RapMon latches onto his wrist, holding his hand in place.    Rap Monster: "...Hyung -- I... I..."   Iron: "yeah?"                He whispers.   Rap Monster: "I -- "               His grip loosens, and he slowly raises it. Reaching out, he allows his fingertips to graze Irons cheek.    Rap Monster: "is it really you?"