in which Jeongguk's attraction to deep voices becomes his biggest enemy.
"Oh, i will beat you in every single round and you know it, baby." The moment that deep voice hit his ears through his headphones, he knew he was absolutely fucked.
Switch!Tae...
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【playing..】
TWICE (트와이스) - Eyes Wide Open HELL IN HEAVEN
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His eyes were still heavy when pressing the red glowing outlined button on his coffee machine, clock showing 3:37pm in digitalized numbers.
He did indeed plan to sleep in but he didn't plan to sleep in that long today. His usual wake up time is around 11am so he was reasonably thrown off seeing a one without a zero directly behind it but a three standing alone on his phone screen with a pm.
So he somehow dragged himself from his so comfortable, pillow filled and warm bed to the kitchen, needing some caffeine pumping through his veins to wake the fuck up and get ready to sit at his desk, talking for how ever many hours he felt like today.
Actually Hoseok was gonna need him at around 4, which he made sure to check when his eyes first opened around 1pm, not wanting to let him down and being kind of obsessed with being punctual.
They are just gonna play some Among us with a from what he gathered usual group of people with the added layer of it being a charity stream.
He was probably going to spontaneously put his donations together as well and give all of it to what Hoseok is gathering money for as he was streaming at the same time.
And honestly he just wasn't feeling comfortable being in a charity stream from someone else and keeping his donations for himself.
Maybe he was going to go on for a little while after the charity stream, he honestly wasn't sure yet but all Jeongguk knew was that he was absolutely not going to push it till past 3am today like he had been this night.
He was going to take it a bit easier today with pushing it through the late hours of the night.
The strong yet comforting smell of freshly brewed coffee filled his nostrils, sound of it dribbling down into the mug placed underneath, making his body already feel warmer than before, waiting for it to run through before taking it and dragging himself to his desk.
He sat down, yawning before lifting his mug speckled with little ghosts from Pac-Man, burning his already raw tongue which honestly was used to drinking his beverages way too hot. (Because waiting for your coffee or tea to cool is for the weak! Or maybe he was just impatient.)
After feeling the bitter flavor coat his tastebuds, now noticing how he just forgot to add any milk or sugar, he set it to the side but still in reach, planning to sip on it throughout his stream.
He reached out to press the on button on his screen, his set up immediately illuminating his face, eyes wandering to the small pop up window of his web cam having him in frame, just checking if he looked presentable and not absolutely dead and like he had just woken up at 3pm like a headass which he totally did but who needed to know that? No one but him.
