Chapter 1.5 Namjoon’s POV 

* I am so tired of all those hours of practice *

"Why does our choreography keep on leveling up higher and higher every comeback", i sob in my soul.

I go take a shower, cool off myself, wear my comfy sleeping wear. With my aching body i lie down on my bed. Slow, very slow i stretch out my feet under my blanket. I put on sleeping music and slowly i fall asleep.
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*Ouch!*

I feel a sharp pain on my chest like it got hit really hard. "Wha-?", I open my eyes to look what could have caused the hit. I see a hand on me. My mind is awfully quiet for noticing a hand all of a sudden.

"Maybe Taehyung or Jungkook crawled in while i was asleep. Aigoo, these kids", I let it go and try going back to sleep.
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I regain my consciousness from the sound of someone dragging their feet on the floor. I wonder why the boy would have to drag his feet in my room when he knows exactly how it is furnished. I turn my body to lie on my back to see what which of the guys entered my room.

* If this is one of their pranks, I swear I’m gonna hit them! *

I see a shadow of someone creeping towards me very slowly. The shadowy figure had something in their hand. It is holding onto it real tight. The figure is now standing right next to my bed, lifting their hands up. The figure seems to be tr