It’s 1 AM. Yoseob yawns as he closes his Nintendo DS and shoves it into its case. He stands up from their couch and makes his way to their bedroom as he turns off the living rooms' light. The blonde opens the door slowly—nearly without a sound—and tiptoes to their main desk. He places his DS softly, and he jumps slightly to his bed that he shares with one of his bandmates. He hears a soft ugh from his side. He turns his head and his eyes meet those sharp yet calming eyes. He can’t see it clearly, but he knows his leader smiles—he just knows, without any reason.

“You are supposed to be asleep right now,” Yoseob whispers softly while pulling his blanket to cover his lower body.
“You are supposed to be asleep with us since two hours ago,” Doojoon replies.
“You will have those pitiful bags again and Sohyun noona surely will protest again."
Doojoon smiles. “I’ll blame you then.”
What?” Yoseob pouts, “Why?”
“How can I sleep, if one of my member is still awake in the living room to beat Gikwang's Mario Kart high score?”

Yoseob blinks again. He shifts closer to Doojoon, sandwiching his hands with his leader’s. So warm, so warm.

“Are you waiting for me?”
“You know the answer clearly.” Doojoon yawns as he takes off one of his hands to rub his eyes.

Yoseob grasps Doojoon’s hand as his another hand take a way to Doojoon’s face. He pokes Doojoon’s eyebags softly and caresses them.

“I’m sorry, Panda Man.”
“Hmmm yeah oka—what?”
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