Donghae shivered and snuggled deeper into his blanket. He opened his eyes and shifted to a sitting position. He was currently sleeping on the couch on the 11th floor, because they were doing some makeover to his room and he couldn't bring his bed with him. It was his first night in on the couch and to be honest, the experience was quite scary. The main room, always so lively in the daytime seemed intimidating all quiet and dark. 

He wrapped himself up wih his blanket and suddenly, he sneezed. Then again. And again. 

After his sneezing fit - and he was sneezing loudly, mind you - he heard some movement in the room closest to the living room. Then, the door opened and a sleepy Hyukjae shuffled from the inside. "Hey Hae, what's wrong?"

Donghae sighted. "Nothing, Hyuk-ah. It's really cold in here, don't you have central heating or something?" 

Hyukjae chuckled, walking towards the window, closing it with a soft thud. "Sure, sure, dummy. Why did you sleep with your window open? Do you want to be sick?"

The boy on the couch frowned. "No, I don't. And I wasn't really sleeping. It's so uncomfortable here. I miss my bed."

Hyukjae sat beside him and snuggled under the same blanket. "I know what you're implying, you." he said. "It would be even more uncomfortable to sleep in by bed though, it's narrow. And this thing here is even softer than my materace."

"You're mean. If you like it here so much, you should have sugges