Gayoon stirred in her sleep. Her head was aching badly and the sunshine falling on her eyelids was irritating her. She was lying on something hard but strangely comfortable.
"Chanyeol my love…" she grinned in her sleep and tilted her head the other way. Despite the cold air, she felt warmth emitting from the thing she was lying on. Gayoon snuggled a little. Was it her Chanyeol oppa? His hands were holding her tightly too…
Wait. Hands?
Her eyes snapped open. For a wild moment, she wondered where she was before realizing it was a car. And to her horror, she was lying on none other than…
"Hwang Minho?" she gasped. What happened? Why was she sleeping on him? What did they do?
She looked down and to her relief, both of them were clothed. His hands were clutching her waist and he was fast asleep.
Did I jump on him last night? She wondered in dismay. Stupid Gayoon!
