...I-I Mean, You Don't Have to Stop with Me, Either. I'll Let You, You Idiot.

“…Siyeon.”

“Mmm….”

“Siyeon?”

While I was enjoying a peaceful, comfortable sleep, a voice suddenly rang right in my ear. I rubbed my face against the pillow and boldly made it clear I didn’t want to get up.

…Unlike usual, the pillow felt warm and cozy, and a little hard, but that must just be my imagination.

“Come on, wake up now.”

“Mmm… don’ wanna….”

Han Seojin’s voice came again.

Maybe Han Seojin was somewhere nearby, but both times I’d fallen asleep next to Seojin, I’d woken up first—and besides, we hadn’t even slept next to each other today.

It was probably just my imagination. Something like this had happened a few times before, so it wasn’t completely out of the question...