It happened again.

She was fast asleep, the last time he checked on her. Seems like the cold that she'd gotten had already gone and Namjoo had breathing peacfully now. Her sleeping figure still curled up in his living room; taking a big space in the couch in front of the fireplace. He'd told her to use his room instead, but as reckless Namjoo was, she denied, saying that his room was a complete mess.

Sanghyuk placed his hand over her forehead, checking her temparature carefully to not wake her up.

"Hyuk?"

Her eyes fluttered open, Sanghyuk quickly removed his hand.

"Hmm, it's me. Feeling better?" Deciding to sat on the carpet next to her, he placed his hand to the empty space in the couch. "Yeah, it's still a little bit cold though," she gr