The sunlight, which peeked in through the windows, slowly consumed Teen Top's dorm. Eight people slept in all places, two on one couch, three on the floor, and the rest either in the kitchen, or sleeping on the dining table.

Where the other four were, was a question in itself.

What they were doing, was another.

Niel slowly opened his eyes, his head aching as if it was hit repeatedly with a hammer. He blinked, attempting to consume his surroundings, and clear his vision. What he didn't expect, was that he wasn't the only one in his room. Niel realised that his arms were wrapped around someone, and that person's arm was resting along his torso.

What was worse, was the fact when Niel peered down to look at himself and the person, is that he wasn't wearing any clothes.

"Oh ." he whispered to himself, closing his eyes and resting his head on the pillow. His head continued to throb with pain, and he opened his eyes again to see who was sleeping...with him. He moved his hand, gently moving the hair off the person's face, to see a facial structure he wasn't all too surprised about.

"...Rachel?" he asked himself quietly, blinking his eyes again to assure himself he was right.

But he wasn't, because there was one thing that gave it away.

The bright pink undies which were hanging off the footpost of his bed. He knew Rachel wouldn't dare wear pink. Ever.

"Oh great." he said, shifting a little, hoping to wake Ginger up.

As Niel continued to move, Ginger grumbled, rubbing her eyes. She glanced at the room, knowing that it wasn't hers, and soon, she felt a little lost and confused before the sharp pain in her head blurred out anything else. 

"Where am I..?" she whispered. Realising that she was sleeping on someone, she moved off, glad that the bed was a double, or else she would've fallen off.
"In my room," the person replied, his voice deep and croaky.
Ginger frowned. This wasn't a voice she truly recognised. It wasn't as deep as Changjo's, and that made her a little disappointed. She moved her eyes up to meet those of Ahn Daniel.
"Oh, it's you." she said.
Niel looked at her. "That's it? That's all you're going to say?"
Ginger rubbed her eyes again. "You were expecting more? Give me a break, my head hurts."
"You're not the only one." Niel replied.

It took Ginger a second to realise the real reason she was in this room. "Oh God, we didn't..."
"Yes, we did." Niel sighed.
"You're kidding me," Ginger scoffed, sitting up and taking the bed covers up with her, covering her chest. Niel continued to lay there quietly.
"If I was, then I'd be in a much happier mood, and your undies won't be hanging off my bed." Niel said.
Ginger rolled her eyes. "Stop being a smartass."
"You may look like Rachel, but you're nothing like her."

Ginger turned her head, glaring daggers at Niel. "Don't you dare mention that name around me."
Niel glared back. "I don't take orders from you."
She laughed wryly before running a free hand through her hair. "Oh, if only, Ahn Daniel. If only."

***

Rachel sighed, finding whatever surface she was sleeping on quite comfortable, enabling her to snuggle into it as a cat would snuggle into the caring touch of its master. She smiled to herself, taking in a breath only to stop abruptly as a familiar scent filled her nose.

Cotton, mixed with a cologne that smelt of fresh linen and mint.

She opened her eyes, only to find Changjo sleeping peacefully next to her, his arms wrapped around her waist as her head lay on the spot where his heart was. The steady heartbeat calmed her, making her smile to herself as she looked up.
"Jonghyun," she whispered quietly.

A loud grumble.

Rachel snickered, before trying again. "Jonghyun. Wake up."
Changjo squeezed his eyes shut before relaxing them again, a small smile on his lips. 

She resorted to poking his cheek. "Jonghyun."

Changjo half opened his eyes. "Mmph, what...?"
Rachel smirked. "Wake up silly."
Changjo attempted to open his eyes fully, only closing them again when the sunlight from the window moved onto his face. "Light...my head...hurts..."
Rachel shifted, moving up so that she was laying next to Changjo. "Yah, its your fault for drinking so much."
"It's not my fault that there was so much beer in the fridge."
"You didnt even take the soju shots."
"There were soju shots?"
"You were already long gone before they started."

Changjo turned his head to look at Rachel. "Did you...did we..." he trailed off, unsure.
Rachel laughed at him. "No, idiot, you're still wearing all of your clothes aren't you? And you're a ridiculous drunk. You fell asleep."

"Would you rather me smashing things?" Changjo replied wearily, closing one eye to bear the sunlight. "Close that curtain will you?" he asked.
Rachel looked at him, shaking her head. "No, you need the sunlight. How's your head?"
Changjo groaned. "Like it was run over by a train."

"You told me everything," Rachel said, changing the subject.
Changjo looked at her in confusion for a moment before everything clicked. "Wait..."
"Arranged marriage?" Rachel asked innocently.
Changjo felt his cheeks burn. "Remind me to stay away from alcohol."
"It was the only way you could stand seeing me last night though, Jonghyun."

Changjo smiled. She was right. "I guess."

Rachel looked at the ceiling. "So, you really can't do anything about it, can you?"
Changjo didn't want to admit it. "No, I can't."
"You don't want to let down your family, either."
"My feelings are inferior."

Rachel slapped his arm. "They are not inferior. You're just doing what's best for your family."
"Are you saying you want me to be in an affair with you after I get married?"
"No, silly. I'm saying you cant blame yourself."

Changjo laughed. "Oh, but it is. I fell in love."
Rachel blushed. "Now you're blaming it on me, aren't you?"

"It's no-one's fault." Changjo yawned.
"I'll just play along, if you want me to." Rachel replied, before closing her eyes again.

***

Ginger sat on the edge of Niel's bed, fully clothed and her arms crossed. Niel still sat under the covers.
"So, what are we going to do?" Niel asked.
"Nothing." Ginger replied.
"Do you think...?" Niel trailed off.
"What?" Ginger turned her head, looking at Niel curiously.
"How drunk were you?"
"Drunk enough."
"Can you remember anything?"
"I don't think I want to." Ginger turned her head once more, her back facing Niel.
"How kind of you." Niel replied. "So you don't remember a thing..."
"If I did, then I would've told you by now."

Niel sighed. "Alright then."

***

Seoul was the first to wake up in the living room. She sat up, stretching her arms before letting out a groan. "Jesus, what the heck happened here?"
Mizuki ran a hand through her hair, sitting up as well. "It looks like a rubbish tip."
Seoul smiled. "Well, it was fun."
"Remind me to never take Soju again."
Seoul frowned. "Where's the infamous four?"
Mizuki laughed. "The infamous four?"

Seoul nodded as the door to Changjo's room opened, Rachel walking out and Changjo following soon after. They both wore bright smiles on their faces, despite the fact that Changjo still had a massive headache.

Seoul raised an eyebrow. "What were you two up to?"

Rachel smirked. "Nothing."

First update of 2012 WHOOO

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