Sunlight streamed into the room and shone directly on your face. Slowly, you creaked your eyes open and squinted your eyes because of the blinding brightness. You closed your eyes again and tried to stretch, but you found your body tightly squeezed in between something... or maybe someone. Then, you felt something at your abdomen and popped open your eyes to see Sungjong hugging on your waist tightly as if you were some sort of pillow.

*So cute and innocent.* You lazily smiled as you softly pried his hands off your body.

"jaba hish aiagskpaishsjdnm- ___ sdjsdhksla sarang." You heard a voice mumble at the other side of the bed and you turned around only to come face to face with another handsome face, nam woohyun. Your heart fluttered at the sight of him, he looked cute and hot at the same time. The way his messy bed hair framed his flawless face and how his lower lip stuck out like he was pouting.

*My boyfriend.* You thought as you softly his cheek, trying not to wake him up, but failed when his eyebrows furrowed. Your eyes widened, *! What do i do now?!* Before Woohyun opened his eyes, you quickly withdraw your hands and shut your eyes, pretending to sleep.

Woohyun woke up, and smiled instantly when he saw your face this close to his. He stared at you with a loving smile and your hair out of your face. You shivered at his soft touch. "___- ah, my princess." He softly called with his husky morning voice before pecking you on the nose and wrapping his hands around your waist. Your heart beat raced, *Stupid heart, slow down! What if he can feel it? ___- ah, my princess. Oh my god, he called me his princess.* 

You slowly peeped open your eyes to see Woohyun back asleep. Your thoughts flew back to yesterday night, the confession, the kiss and when the other members shoved into your's and Nicole's face... It wasn't really anyways. *So that's why i'm sleeping with them...*

After awhile of staring at your boyfriend's handsome face, you decided to prepare breakfast for Infinite and Nicole. You softly pried Woohyun's hands away from your body and sneaked out of bead. Slowly stepping over sleeping bodies, you opened the door and stepped out of the room only to be hit by the smell of delicious food. Curious, you made your way into the kitchen seeing someone in white shirt, black skinny jeans and a apron string tied around his waist.

"Myungsoo?" You called.

He jumped. "Ah! - !"

"Oh my, i'm so sorry. Are you okay?!" You rushed over to see Myungsoo on his finger. "Let me see your finger." Slowly, he pulled out his finger and showed it to you, it was apple red. He glared at you, "Look what you did, you -" he shut up and softened when you carefully started blowing on his finger.

"Sit here, let me go get some ice." You patted the kitchen counter and headed to the freezer, taking out some ice and wrapping it around a piece of cloth you brought it over to myungsoo and rubbed it on his throbbing finger. Your eyebrows furrowed when your eyes caught a blister forming on his hands, "Aish, let me go get the first aid kit. Keep this on your finger." You said, before rushing into the toilet. *

*Is she really that worried for me?* 

You came back with a first aid kit in your hands, you took his hands and gently applied medicine on it. Being extra, extra careful as if applying anymore pressure on his finger and his finger would fall off. Done with applying medicine, you blew on his finger one last time before wrapping it around a pororo band aid. "There you go~" You looked up too see him gazing at you. 

"W-why are you staring at me like that? I already said i was sorry and i treated your finger." You told him, but he just kept staring at you, making you anxious. Your eyes wondered around the kitchen, trying to divert your attention to something else other than Myungsoo.

"Ah! The food that you cooked is burning! Let me go get that.' You rushed away but he grabbed your wrist. You turned around and dared look at him, "Y-yes?" You tried to sound normal, but your voice decided to betray you and your voice turned into a squeak. *Aish! Stupid me.* You mentally slapped yourself. 

"Thank you." He whispered.

You were taken aback? "W-what?" 

"I said, thank you." He repeated and gave you a small smile.

"Uhh- you're welcome!" You replied before rushing to the stove. 

*Cute.* Myungsoo smirked as he looked at his pororo covered finger.