I hate mornings.

Wanna know why?

Cause if it's morning...

I can't sleep.

No one allows it.

Like, I just want to sleep in a bit longer...why is it such a big deal if I do?

Well, it is apparently. 

A really big deal.

"Yoongi! HEY! You awake???" 

I groaned as Ho-Seok's voice rang through the phone.

Why did I pick up if you didn't want to hear his voice you ask?

Because he wouldn't stop calling.

Which woke me up.

I wish he was here so I could hit him right now.

"I am now," I grumbled.

"Oh yeah forgot you're not a morning person. Heh. Anyways! We need you over here. Like now, Namjoon is flipping out!" he said, clearly exaggerating. 

"I am not!" Namjoon's voice yelled through the phone.

"Yeah yeah, anyways get over here!" Ho-Seok said before hanging up.

I groaned then got up out of my bed.

I stretched then put on some comfortable clothes before heading into my kitchen.

I quickly made some coffee then raced out of the house sipping on the warm drink.

At least there was one good thing about mornings.

I headed towards the sidewalk and called a taxi before heading to the work building.

I burst in as I finished the last bit of my coffee.

Wonderful. 

The coffee is gone.

I sighed then set the cup on my desk.

"YOONGI!!!!!" 

I was suddenly hit with a giant h