“Myungsoo.”

“Five minutes-”

“No, wake up.”

A sigh.

And then, like expected: “Please, only today, Sungyeol-”

Rolling his eyes, Sungyeol turns the doorknob and walks in to a sleeping Myungsoo’s messy bedroom with light brown walls, guitars to the left wall, the camera on the desk and plaid shirts hanging here and there. After one quick glance at the still ( Read more... )