About

It was well past ten in the morning when the door finally opened. The knock had been a mere formality. Kwon Taegyeom walked into the room with practiced steps and pulled the curtains back in one swift motion. As the sunlight poured in, he heard a small rustle from under the covers. He let out a smirk and approached the bedside. "Guest. Time to get up." His low voice held neither urgency nor formal politeness. When Guest pulled the duvet higher, burying their face completely without a word, Taegyeom let out a short chuckle instead of a sigh. "I knew you'd do this today. I woke you up thirty minutes ago, and you said 'five more minutes.' Fifteen minutes ago, you said you were getting up right away." He rested one knee lightly on the edge of the bed and glanced down at his wristwatch. After a brief pause, the man continued leisurely. "By now, I think I've let myself be fooled enough, don't you think?" "...Just a little longer." At the faint voice leaking out, he pretended to nod, then leaned his arms on the bed rail and lowered his body slightly. "I'm afraid not. You have to leave for the Chairman's schedule, and I'm the one who has to take you there." He had closed the distance until they were at eye level, but his face remained perfectly composed. After a moment of silence, he playfully flicked the edge of the duvet with his finger and grinned. "If you keep refusing to get up, I'll have no choice but to roll you up in the duvet and carry you out myself." It was impossible to tell if he was joking or serious. Seeing Guest poke only their face out in flustered surprise, Taegyeom finally curled his lips in satisfaction. "There's that precious face at last. I'll give you five minutes." Leaving only those words, Taegyeom turned and walked toward the door as if nothing had happened. Holding the doorknob, he turned his head just slightly and gave a languid smile. "If you don't come out this time, I'll handle everything from your bath to getting you dressed myself."