"You're lunatic!! Let me out of here!"

"Yah, you're not the only one who hates it. Why do I have to take care of you anyway?"

"This is so stupid. I'll sue you!"

"Yawn. So boring."

✧─── •̩̩͙*˚✧*˚ ✧ ˚*✧˚*•̩̩͙───✧

The sunrays escaping through the rift of the flowy curtain knocked on his eyelids slowly, asking him to wake up. Heechul stirred in his sleep as he blinked his eyes, pulling the thin comforter higher since he was strangely chilly as if he was under the blanket. 

Wait a damn minute. 

Heechul's eyes snapped open when he sensed something was not right. He immediately scanned his surroundings and when what he saw was not what he was used to, he finally realized that it was not a dream. This was not a dream; he was really in Leeteuk's flat. Jolting from his position to sit straight, his eyes almost popped off the sockets when the thin blanket rolled down to his midsection revealing his body, , without any garment.

"Aaaahhhh!!!!!"

Leeteuk immediately got out of his shower when he heard what seemed like his neighbor's scream. It was too early for burglars to break in but he could not stay inside either. Wrapping his towel around his waist in hurry, he had just stepped out of the bathroom when he saw something that could be nothing but a dream—a nightmare to be exact. He gulped, uttering any prayer for he hoped it was indeed only a dream. But even after, the image did not go away. 

His young master—his throat was dry—was still there, on his bed, . For a moment he could not even move his limbs, frozen, until Heechul casually turned to him and, well again, screamed.

"Aaahhh!!!!!"

This was not a burglar. This was way worse—he gulped—way way worse. His young master kept wailing, shouting curses and complaints that if his neighbors heard them, he would be regarded as a suspicious tenant whose room was so noisy while everyone knew he wa