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D.K. x Jihyo x Seungkwan - "Try to catch me."

P.s. I gave Jihyo a different character in this story, a character far from her true self but I'm loving it. <3

Disclaimer: This chapter contains mature content, profanity and vulgar words that might appear offensive to some readers. Read at your own discretion!

Moaning, I shifted position and lay my back flat on the mattress. Damn, it felt so good waking up like this. There's no lacking, it feels like everything I asked for were being handed to me for free, and morning like this is rare. It doesn't happen everyday.

No headaches. My body feels amazing. I feel refreshed, relaxed, and young... like a freshly sprinkled flower.

Beginning to love each passing second of my morning, I felt a hand slowly snaking around my waist.

The act instantly irked me, ruining the sunshine I created in my head. I then turned to look at the creep beside me, his annoying face resting on my chest.

This dog.

I thought he'll leave after I fell asleep last night? He's so stupid to stay.

With all the strength I collected, I pushed Seokmin's resting face away from my chest. The asshole is a heavy sleeper so I doubt if he'll wake up from my pushing.

"Get out." I shoved his body away but he didn't budge. Stupid.

I get up and began to look for my undies. Clothes were scattered on the floor. When I found my undergarments, I quickly wears them then picked up Seokmin's shirt.

I moved to the other side of the bed and shamelessly hit his face with his own shirt. "Get. Out. Now." I commanded, hitting him thrice. Each hit syncs with my words.

"What the fuck?" I heard him groan, but nevertheless ignores me. His brows furrowed as he pull the blanket closer to him.

"What the fuck!" It was my turn to curse. "I said get out shithead!" I raised my voice but I got ignored once again.

Fine.

Seokmin hit a nerve right there. He just ruined my beautiful morning.

Not a moment later, I found myself stomping back to bed. My feet move their way on his side then with all force, I kicked him out of the bed.

But instead of feeling accomplished, I end up rolling my eyes, regretting what I did when I saw his naked body.

"Dress up and get your stupid ass out of my apartment." I snapped at him before opening my closet.

"Bad morning huh?" He groggily asked which irritates me more. I freaking hate his morning voice. I know he's not doing anything wrong, he's not saying anything wrong, but I always tend to spot things that I find annoying in him.

"Where do I throw these?" He puts on his boxers before showing me the pack of contraceptives we used last night.

My eyes widened. "You didn't throw it last night?"

"Do I look like I throw it last night?" He sarcastically snapped back before walking past me. My eyes involuntarily followed him.

He began picking up his clothes and I stood there, watching him wear his shirt and pants until he's fully dressed.

"Gawking?" He smirked, making me raise a brow at him. "Why don't you go find some plastic bag? I don't know where you place your things." He told me. I rolled my eyes, but still looked for plastic bag anyway.