"Bee! Young-Jae!" I heard voices in my dream. Why was Seok-Min so scared?
"Bee, wake the fuck up, before you get smacked the fuck up!" He softly yelled. I opened my eyes adjusting to the surroundings, Seok-Min's face was to the left, Young-Jae's arms were around me, lights off, dark outside. It must be around ten or something. How long was the nap? I squinted my eyes looking, no glaring at Seok-Min, he urged me to act quick, I sighed, turning around to face Young-Jae.
"Honey boy, wake up." I whispered, he stirred, eyes opening a second later.
"What happened Seok-Min?" I asked combing my hair with my hands a little. They were too long now.
"Somebody's in the house, the rest of the boys are in the next room, we're gonna see who it is. So wake up." He ranted out in a fast voice.
Oh, fuck no.