Jiyeon's blissful nap lasted all of fifteen minutes before the peace of the morning shattered with the shrill ring of her phone. Groaning, she squinted at the screen, half-expecting a catastrophic text from Kang. Instead, she saw an unknown number flashing across the display.
"Don't answer it," Yura mumbled, eyes still closed but her voice clear. "Whatever it is, it's not worth ruining your morning."
Jiyeon huffed, tossing the phone aside. "For once, you're right. Whoever this is can wait." She pulled the blanket tighter around her, burying herself in the warmth. "Let's pretend the world doesn't exist for another hour."
"Make it two," Yura muttered, snuggling further into the covers.
They had barely managed to enjoy five more minutes of tranquility when the door to their bedroom swung open with a loud creak. Kang strolled in, his hands in his pockets, looking far too pleased with himself.
