The hotel hallway is clear, and you take off on your tiptoes. Chanyeol’s room is only a few doors down. You quickly, yet quietly knock on his door and wait impatiently for him to answer. You get uneasy from how long it takes him.

“What are you doing here? You know you’re not supposed to be here.” He speaks with a deep, rough voice, and you kind of want to throw your original plans out the window.

“I miss you, and I want to cuddle.” You answer with an innocent smile.

“You come to my room and wake me up at 4 AM, to cuddle?”

“Yes,” You nod cutely.

“You’re so ing adorable,” He groans, rubbing his eyes, “Fine.”

The door is pushed further open, and you scurry inside his room. In the faint light of a lamp, you can see Sehun’s sleeping figure in the other bed. You make extra sure not to wake him up as you settle on Chanyeol’s bed. He soon follows, clinging himself to you like a koala.

Once you’re comfortable, you feel his chest rumble slightly as he gently asks, “Is that my shirt?”

You take a moment too long to respond, “No.”

His arms tighten around you.

“So ing adorable.”