I awoke to Hoseok's soft snoring, and tan chest. I looked around to see it was dark out. I try getting up, but end up laying back down with a heavy sigh, I hated being sore. It sucked. I turn over get my phone and the time read 3:45am. I turned my phone off, and faced Hoseok's chest again. I snuggle up to him, hoping to get some more sleep. I feel a arm wrap around my waist and pull me closer to the body in front of me. I look up to see Hoseok throwing me one of his silly smiles. I laugh, hugging his waist, snuggling up to him.

"Morning Yoongi." He says groggily, looking at me. I hum in response, already drifting off to sleep again.

"Hey, no, no going back to sleep. We got practice still." I groan, he's not lying, but I would be if I didn't say the bastard didn't make me sore. I'm tired, I don't wanna get up, and I'm hurting. Stupid Hoseok.

"But why?" I ask, slightly pouting as I snuggle into his chest more. I soon feel the vibrations in his chest as he chuckles. Hmm, didn't know that was a thing. Then again all I really did was sleep in school.

"Cuz, our manager might get mad. Also we still have tour soon, so up we go." He says getting up pulling me with him. I groan, stupid manager. He's a good person, respectable to, I just don't like him that much right about now.

"Fine. Just let me change, k?" He nods, then we look at each other for a while.

"What? I gotta leave? It's not like I haven't seen your body." He says jokingly, as I blush slightly, embarrassed and hit his shoulder.

"Owie! That hurt!" He whines.

"I know, now out!" He grumbles something inaudible, and leaves the room. I slowly, and painfully might I add, get up to get dressed. Well.... guess it time for practice.