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╭ ╮ ━━━ " 📂 " ..⃗. ༉
𝙍 𝙀 𝙈 𝙀 𝘿 𝙔
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! chapter twenty-eight ─── ʚĭɞ
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Exhausted from the early morning and working hard for the past few days, Miyeon slept easily that night, curled up in the sheets patterned by tiny little clusters of lavender flowers against white, hands clutching at the duvet up by her neck.
She woke, rather suddenly, in the middle of the night - or at the very least early morning - when she felt her mattress dip down too far, a second weight appearing beside her.
Then, she felt pressure build up on half of her body, rolling back onto her back and letting her eyes adjust to who was currently getting into her bed. It was a boy - most likely Daehwan after one of the rare occuring nightmares he still sometimes got.
But that theory was proven to be untrue when the person cuddled up to her, head buried in the curve of her neck and the smell of alcohol very obvious on him. "Seojun?" Miyeon mumbled, the hand that wasn't trapped under his body reaching up to rub her eyes and cover her mouth as she yawned. "Han Seojun?" She repeated, reaching her hand over to turn him just slightly, moving his head so that he could definitely breathe.
