Somehow, you were actually able to lift his head off of you long enough for you to slip out and replace your thighs with a throw pillow.

You run to the bathroom and come back to check on him.

Yep, that log is still fast asleep.

It's about 8pm so you decide to go ahead and shower, do your nightly skincare routine, brush your teeth, and put your jammies on. You throw on a loose yellow crop top and some pink booty shorts.

I'm definitely not going to act like a schoolgirl maiden. If the leader of BTS ever wants to gawk at a female I'm gonna make sure he has the opportunity.

You look over at him, still snoring on your couch. One leg beneath the blanket and one leg over.

You're pretty sure he won't ever wake up to see you anyways.

You turn the living room light out but keep the lamp on and leave a note on the coffee table for him in case he wakes up.

It reads:

You passed out on the couch so I went to sleep in my room. If you wake up before me, feel free to help yourself to anything in the fridge. Jin called and asked for you to call him back once you wake up. My phone's password is XXXX."

You leave your phone, fully charged, next to the note as well.

You had texted Jin before heading to bed, letting him know Namjoon was still sleeping. He sent back a finger heart selfie as a thank you.

Damn, I'm such a good fan. I just pray he doesn't go through my phone and find all the photos I've saved of him and his band mates.

It's about 9pm before you safely tuck yourself into bed. You like to sleep on the left side of the bed, furthest from the door, closest to the window. If there was ever a fire or a burglar, there was a pipe alongside your building right outside your window. You could shimmy down the pipe if an emergency ever happens. You can never be too careful as a single female in a foreign country.

You rest your head on your pillow and finally take a second to think through everything that has happened today. Your adrenaline starts pumping through your veins and you wonder if you'll even be able to sleep tonight. Hell, you have BTS' leader passed out on the other side of the wall right now. You got to video chat with Jin and V. No one would be able to sleep.

You smile to yourself, still wondering how you got so lucky. You know tomorrow will come and they'll probably forget your existence. But this will be a memory you'll cherish forever.

You're about to turn your lamp off when you hear a groan and some shuffling in your living room. Your heart drops. You know him waking up means this dream has to come to an end. You move to take the sheets off when Namjoon's big frame enters through your door.

"Oh hey. Good morning sunshine," you chuckle nervously. "Feeling better?"

He just stands there facing you, eyes half open and glazed over.

"Hello? You good?" You wave your hand in front of him, thinking maybe he's still half asleep.

You two sit there in silence for a few seconds before Namjoon takes a couple steps towards you and flops his body onto your bed, face down, almost causing you to bounce off of it.

"What the hell?" you shout, eyes bulging out of your head as now Kim Namjoon is no longer sleeping on your couch, he's sleeping in your bed.

You sit there, paralyzed. You wait until you hear the faint sounds of him snoring again.

Oh my fucking god. This started out as a blessing but now this is just cruel. Kim Namjoon is literally in my bed but he's passed out so I can't even touch him!

You're still frozen in your place, unsure of what to do. You're considering just going to sleep right there but you don't want him to wake up and assume you tried anything with him.

"I guess I'm the one who's gonna be stuck on the couch," you groan. You place the blanket at the foot of the bed over Namjoon's body.

His back muscles are peaking through the tight blue shirt and you begin to drool, almost reaching for him but you immediately stop yourself.

I'm no better than a man. You sigh.

You start to stand up off of the bed when you feel your wrist being jerked the other way.

You yelp as you get pulled back into bed. You look towards the gorgeous creature gripping your wrist. It's tight but it's not hurting you. His eyes are back to half open, but they're not really looking at anything.

"Don't go. Stay here." Namjoon whimpers.

Every ounce of air within your body is gone. He turns to his side, grabbing your waist and pulling you to him. Your back is firmly pressed against his namtiddies and abs with his mouth nuzzling into your neck.

He makes a groaning sound into your ear. "Mmm. That's better," he exhales. He takes his left leg and wraps it around yours.

...

[Y/N].exe has stopped working.

This is not happening. This is not real. Baby I'm not even here. I'm just a hallucination.

You can feel every inch of him behind you. His strong arms are firmly wrapped around your waist, pressing your ass against his pelvis — your back completely up against his torso and is hot breath on your neck makes your hair stand up.

You finally let out a gasp, not realizing you'd been holding your breath the entire time.

You're frozen. You're panicking on the inside but you're completely paralyzed on the outside.

What should I do? Is this okay? Do I just sleep like this? Do I push him off- fuck no I'm not doing that. No way in hell am I pushing Namjoon off of me.

You decide to lay there for a while, thinking maybe Namjoon will wake up or move. But he doesn't.

Your mind replays your conversation with Jin. You know that if Jin was willing to leave Namjoon with a stranger just to get some sleep, then he probably really needs to sleep.

Whatever. I'll deal with the consequences tomorrow. I'm going to leave tomorrow's problems to tomorrow's me.

About an hour passes by and you finally start to feel yourself relaxing, getting kind of sleepy as you and Namjoon remain in the same position.

You are shocked, but you also start to realize just how comfortable you are in his arms. It's been a while since you felt so safe and protected around a man.

Your eyes begin to flutter, slowly closing as the sleepiness takes over. After just a few minutes of shutting your eyes, you're consumed by the comfort of the darkness and fall heavily into your slumber.

• • • • • • • •

Namjoon wakes up to the sound of birds chirping outside, a little sliver of sunlight peeking through the curtains, landing right in his face. He takes a deep breath in, getting a whiff of delicious vanilla and strawberry.

Wait. Vanilla and strawberry? He thinks to himself.

He blinks a couple times, pushing up from the bed to prop himself up on his right elbow. He looks around to get his bearings, not recognizing the room.

It's been a while since he was this groggy. He shakes his head and rubs his eyes, finally looking down at the figure next to him.

You.

You're laying on your side with your back facing him, still asleep with your eyes closed, slowly breathing in and out.

He freezes instantly. "What the hell?" he whispers, covering his mouth loosely.

His first reaction is anger, immediately assuming the worst of you, until he begins to remember.

He remembers his actions during his groggy, half asleep state. He remembers getting off the couch, walking to your room and planting himself onto your bed.

But what's worse is he remembers the details after that too. He remembers grabbing your wrist, and pulling you tightly against his chest, begging you not to go anywhere else.

He remembers you fitting against him like a missing puzzle piece.

Namjoon slides away from you slightly, waking you up.

You take a deep breath and stretch out your arms, giving your whole body a good stretch, ending with a yawn. You turn towards Namjoon and give him a sleepy smile. You see him staring at you, wide-eyed and a new shade of red you've never seen.

You immediately sit up, panicking, completely forgetting Korean and using English. "Ah, Namjoon, I swear I didn't do anything to you. You were so tired and sleepy you just ended up here. And me, I-um, I can expl-"

"You don't have to explain" Namjoon quietly cuts you off, too embarrassed to look you in the eyes. "I remember everything. I know I'm the one who dragged you into bed."

"Oh," you exhale. "Oh thank god. I was so worried you'd misunderstand and hate me. I'm so glad you remember," you say, putting your hand over your chest in relief.

Namjoon finally finds the courage to look up at you. Your hair is a bit of a mess but you look absolutely stunning; your sleepy eyes squinting with your smile and your outfit of choice doing exactly what you wanted it to do. He scans you up and down, this time him being the one completely mesmerized by you.

"Um," you say, clearing your throat. "Are you okay? You're really quiet. Did I do something wrong? Should I have tried to wake you up?"

Namjoon snaps out of his trance. "No," he scrambles. "No, I just- I'm just..." he trails off.

You let him breathe for a second, collecting himself. You find flustered Namjoon to be absolutely adorable. You also feel a little bit of pride knowing you are the one making him like this.

After a few seconds of silence, Namjoon makes eye contact with you again. "I'm so sorry for p-putting you in that position," he stutters. "I don't know what came over me. I understand if you're upset."

"Upset?" you giggle. "Why would I be upset?"

You see Namjoon's shoulders start to relax a little.

"I won't lie, you definitely took me by surprise. But I'm not mad or upset. If anything I feel really lucky getting to spend the night cuddling next to you." Your straightforward words make Namjoon blush again.

"Plus," tou continue as you stretch your arms out again. "That was one of the best night's sleep I've gotten in a while."

Namjoon looks at you and then looks towards the window. "Wait, you said night's sleep? How long was I out?" He pauses before starting again. "Is that the sunRISE and not the sunSET?"

You look over towards your alarm clock which reads 6:41am.

You shrug. "Yeah you slept for a little over 13 hours."

"Oh okay 13 minut- wait, 13 HOURS?!" Namjoon exclaims.

You chuckle as he stares at you, dumbfounded.

"Yes, 13 hours. I knew you'd said you were busy the last few weeks but damn, you weren't kidding. You were exhausted," you smile. "Don't worry I updated Jin. He said he wanted you to call him whenever you woke up."

Namjoon keeps switching his gaze between you and the alarm clock behind you, eyes wide and jaw dropped.

Little do you know, the last time Namjoon got more than 3 hours of sleep at a time was 4 months ago. He's been suffering from insomnia and has been struggling both mentally and physically for a while now.

And little does he know, you'll be the one to change that.

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HELLO BORABITCHES

The more I write this the more delusional I become

:(

Here's your reminder to vote before I come find you myself.