Can I Hold Your Hand?
Description
I had a nightmare.
Can I hold your hand?
No homo though...
Foreword
Of course their dorms radiator decided to break on one of the coldest days of winter. All the members tried to manage in their own assigned rooms, which was deemed impossible. They all huddled together in the living room, where they could share a small portable heater and at least each other’s body heat.
It started out like they were teenage girls at a slumber party, chatting playfully and Jackson even starting a pillow fight. Even though it was freezing it was actually fun setting up their sleeping quarters in the same room. They had been under a lot of stress and pressure lately due to their packed schedules, so it was nice for them to relax and be juvenile, doing something that hadn’t done in a long time.
When the boys were all bundled up in hoodies, sweats and multiple blankets, the older lads of the group situated themselves on the floor while Yugyeom and Bambam shared different sections of the couch.
The talkativeness died out fast, everyone being exhausted from practice, all of them drifting off.
As the city lights illuminated through the windows and hid the stars from view, the sleeping males in a deep sleep.
Jaebum however was awakened by a rustling next to him. Being used to sleeping next to Youngjae, who slept like the dead, he groaned into his pillow before looking to the male next to him. Jackson had slipped in between the leader and power vocal, saying that he didn’t want to be kicked by Mark adding that Youngjae wouldn’t be awoken by it.
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