It had been almost 1AM when Jimin returned to the dorm, Seulbi snuggled up against his shoulder as she attempted to sleep off her drunken daze. He quietly shuffled through the front door, knowing that the others would have been sleeping by then. He softly shut the door behind him, careful not to drop Seulbi to the ground as he led her towards her bedroom door. To his surprise, she hadn't been heavy at all. She was almost as light as a feather, but warm and delicate. 

Seulbi's bedroom door squeaked open before she shot up, pulling her hand away from his body to rub her eyes. She then placed her chin onto his shoulder, a smile forming on her face with an odd drunken edge. 

"I need to fix that door, it's squeaky." She said, a higher pitched tone in her voice. Her drunken joy had flooded back into the room, into the paths of Jimin's thumping heart. Seulbi climbed off of his back, stumbling a bit before falling back down on her bed. She had looked so fragile, like a Barbie doll that had been ready to snap apart. She sat up before rubbing the back of her hand, her gaze pattering around the room. 

"Where is it..?"She mumbled. She moved her hands around the bed and Jimin took a step closer with a raised brow, grabbing her hand and taking it into his. 

"Seulbi, what are you looking for?" He asked, his gaze catching hers. He found himself getting lost into the golden pools of her eyes, her glowing irises that twinkled like the eyes of a wolf. 

"The sweatshirt you gave me, it was on my bed just this morning and now I can't find it..." She spoke. Jimin had been quite surprised, he didn't even expect Seulbi to take much use out of it. She always talked about how hot the dormitory had gotten at night, yet she had still used the sweatshirt. Jimin released her hand before looking around, spotting it on the back of her desk chair. He picked it up and traveled back to the bed, sitting beside her and placing it into her lap. She then picked it up, putting the soft cloth against her cheek. The scent of cologne had still lingered in the slightest. Seulbi was clearly still drunk.

"I thought you got hot at night, you actually wear it sometimes?" He asked, and she nodded in response. Her eyes started to fog up with cloudy tears yet again, though they remained clusters in her eyes and he could