It's the heat that does it, the heat and the weight. It trickles down his temples, encumbers his chest. Groggily he undoes his eyes to find both boys where he left them, Sehun to his right, Jongin to his left. What is this? His eyes dart from end to end, panic building up his body as wakefulness whets his senses. I can't move. Didn't I tell them five minutes? It must have been longer than that...