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pairing: valet!Kyungsoo x fem!reader
genre: smut
warnings: MDNI (enjoy the plot while you can because there's barely any) public sex, sex with a stranger, unprotected sex (wrap it up), biting (a little bit), hair pulling, squirting
word count: 2.27k
A/N: got this idea from a Kyungsoo TT edit and broke my ankles running here to type something up. I hope y’all enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Thank you! 🫶
taglist: @snowsoosoo
Imagine meeting him while on a night out with your friends. Riding in the back of a Rolls Royce in a skintight, shimmery pearl colored mermaid dress and a feather boa of similar color to match. You weren’t used to this type of thing—riding in fancy cars, wearing expensive clothing, soon eating at a 5 star restaurant—none of it was in your tax bracket and it wasn’t something you saw yourself getting used to any time soon. You and your friends had been planning this for months but you were sure it was one of those things that would never make it out of the groupchat.
She pulled up to the front of the restaurant and next to the valet booth. The man walked up to the driver’s side window, grabbing the keys from your friend and letting her out. He wore a saying maroon tux with black accents instead of white. You first locked eyes with him when he opened the back door, his gaze undressing you and eating you up. He was drop dead gorgeous and had it not been for the name tag on his chest, you’d have thought he was on a date. Good thing he wasn’t though because whenever it may be, you wanted a piece of him for yourself.
“I’ll go ahead and park this for you and once you’re ready I will be more than happy to bring it back.” His voice? Deep and velvety smooth. You couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to have him talk you through it.
You walked off toward the entrance and he watched the way your hips swung and how the dress hugged your curves. The fumes from all the cars he drove today must be getting to him because he couldn’t stop thinking how he wanted a taste but he knew he’d never be able to.
Eventually you walked out, not being able to get him off your mind, breathing in the cool night air. It filled your lungs with a calmness that even the atmosphere of luxury couldn’t bring you. You looked to the right and saw him looking your way so you walked over to the booth.
“Ready to go?” He grabbed the keys off of the platform in front of him.
“No, they’re probably still on dessert.”
“Oh fancy restaurants not your thing?”
“Nope but I also just wanted to not feel so stuffy but I probably won’t until I get out of this dress.”
He would totally help you with that. “Well you look stunning.”
“You’re only saying that because I look like I have pockets full of cash.”
He stood from his seat and took a quick look at you up and down. “No, I’m saying that because you look gorgeous.”
“Do you flirt with all the women you talk to?”
He smirked. “No, just you.”
You made a sound somewhere between a scoff and a laugh. “Yeah okay.”
“You don’t believe me?”
“No, I can’t say that I do.”
“Well I’m saying that I think you’d look gorgeous no matter what you wore.” He was standing much closer now, a hand on your hip and lips to your ear, “I can show you better than I can tell you.” He had your mind short circuiting, your whole body on fire. One night wouldn’t hurt right? And this would be the perfect way to end it. He tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, silently requesting an answer to a question he never asked but knew you understood.
A quick look down at his name tag and you were ready to respond. “Sure Kyungsoo, show me you’re not all talk.”
He smiled and bit his lip. He took your hand and placed a kiss on the back. After telling you to wait right there, he pulled the Rolls Royce back to the front and hopped out the car. He guided you around to the left back passenger seat—the door he let you out of earlier. You thought he was letting you in but before you could move to sit down, he was stopping you.
He kissed you slowly but deeply, a hand at the back of your head to make sure you were going nowhere. His other hand smoothed down your side and around to your ass—squeezing it roughly. When you gasped, he took advantage to slip his tongue in your mouth. You were losing strength in your legs, slowly leaning back against the seat. He nestled himself between your legs, as he lifted your dress, never letting go on his grip. He pressed against you, making sure you felt just how hard he was. He bit at your lip, pulling and tugging just to soothe it with his tongue. You had to remind yourself you just met this man tonight and not years ago. He kissed you like you had history, like he would go to the ends of the earth just to please you.
“Lay back for me.” He got down on his knees, running a hand up your inner thigh. He made eye contact with you, kissing at your ankles. He smiled to himself seeing your breathing increase with his actions. Alternating between licks and kisses, he reached your thigh, biting hard.
"Kyungsoo!" You shrieked and tugged at his hair.
He looked up expecting you to look angry or show some type of disdain. "Did that hurt?"
You wish it did because now you were embarrassingly wet. "No..keep going." You tried saying that and keeping your breath leveled but he was getting closer and closer to where you needed him most.
“Let’s see how pretty you sound.” He moved your panties to the side and his mouth finally attached to your aching core, tongue immediately darting out to taste you. He stifled a moan and began sucking and licking at your clit.
Your back arched off the leather seats, a hand in his hair and one at his shoulder. You were being indecisive, did you want to push him away or bring him closer? Your moans mixed in with the slight breeze outside. This was crazy—you had a man you know nothing about eating you out in the back seat of a rental with the door wide open and all you could think was “please don’t stop.” He was teasing you now, a finger sliding into you before being pulled out before it got further than the tip.
“Kyungsoo, oh god, I-I need it.”
He stood up to your dismay, still lazily playing with you as if he had all the time in the world. “Need what?” He looked at you through hooded lids.
“Don’t play dumb Kyungsoo, you know what I’m talking about.” Your frustration was growing by the second, he wasn’t doing anything but making you wetter.
“I don’t know anything unless you tell me.” He let his finger slip in a little further this time.
Perhaps you hit this jackpot with this one—extremely handsome AND dominant? “Please Kyungsoo, I need you. Make me cum, please.”
Your begging must have been good enough because instead of stopping at the fingertip, he used two fingers to reach as far as he could go. Your toes curl at the sudden intrusion and you were grabbing at his arm. He was back on his knees and his mouth was back to slurping you up. Your stomach felt tight and you couldn’t help but want to scream. His fingers were working overtime—twisting, making a scissoring motion and roughly rubbing against your sweet spot.
“Fuck Kyungsoo, I’m gonna cum.” He puckered his lips more, really creating suction around your clit. The sounds were downright obscene and you were glad no one else was outside. Soon your body couldn’t hold on anymore and you were tugging at his hair as you reached your orgasm.
You barely had the chance to recover before he flipped you over. Your chest laid against the seat and your legs hung off the edge and outside the door. He crossed your wrists over each other and held them at the small of your back. He was wasting no time now, easing into you inch by inch. He grabbed around your neck and pulled you up, pressing into you until it felt like he was in your stomach.
“I’m glad you let me do this because I don’t think I would have been able to handle it much longer.” His thrusts were speeding up and your mind was starting to go blank. He bent down, biting at the shell of your ear, breaths sending shivers down your spine. “Feels fucking good doesn’t it?”
“K-Kyungsoo oh fuck, I can’t take it, s-slow down for a bit.”
“Oh but you can, just like you’re doing right now. I told you I would show you I meant what I said.”
Before you could protest some more, your phone buzzed loudly and the screen lit up—you were receiving a call. "Kyungsoo wait—ah, I need to check."
"Don't worry about that, focus on me." You still tried to wiggle out of his grasp so he pulled out of you, flipping you onto your back. He immediately spread your legs wide, slotting himself between them. “Hold them up and don’t let go.”
You followed instructions and he thrust back in, practically knocking the air out of your lungs. Your whole body shuddered, this new angle pulling your sanity away from you with each thrust. “Oh—oh Kyungsoo, please, mm—“. You could only let your body get into the rhythm for so long before your phone started to ring again making your head snap in its direction.
He grabbed your jaw, turning your attention back to him. "Just look at me. Trust me." He leaned over to kiss you, not easing up on his vicious pace. He kissed all over your neck and pulled your dress down to kiss at your chest. He was sucking and biting marks all over your breasts making you cry out.
“B-but I think they’re coming Kyungsoo.”
“Well you better cum quickly because I’m not stopping until you do.” And he meant that. He wasn’t letting you go until you finished. You were squeezing him so tight, you were so fucking close and he wouldn’t be happy if he didn’t see you cum all over him. His hand was back around your neck and he began to snap his hips forward even faster.
With your legs spread open and back, your eyes rolling back and the loud squelch of your sopping pussy as he pounded into you—it was pornographic. He was so glad you and your friends were among the last cars tonight because if anyone interrupted this, he might just lose it. He was going to cum soon but he needed you to first. You thought something snapped inside you when he started rubbing brutal circles on your clit. Your orgasm was so close you could taste it.
“Kyungsoo~”
“Yes baby you’re doing so well. I got you, let go, cum for me.” He squeezed your neck harder, thrust into you faster and soon the pressure in your core burst, squirting all over him. He let out a low growl and not long after, he was spilling into you. “Such a messy girl~” He cooed as he pulled your dress down and helped you sit up.
“Oh my god Kyungsoo you look like you just landed on your stomach in a puddle!” You were still dazed but seeing the filthy evidence all over the front of his suit jacket, you were a bit more coherent.
“And whose fault is that?” He shrugged as he took the jacket off trying to hide his smirk. “Sorry I can’t clean you up, your friends are walking over right now.”
Shocked, you quickly jump up from the seat and out the car. You immediately grab your phone and unlock it. You had a plan in mind but apparently so did Kyungsoo. He took the phone from you and dropped it on the floor of the car and pretended to look for it. When your friends walked up calling your name, your shoulders stiffened.
“Oh my god Y/N, we were calling you we thought something happened!”
Kyungsoo stands up waving your phone in his hand. “Got it! It was really wedged under there.” He handed it back to you like he hadn’t just snatched it from you 2 seconds ago.
“Yeah sorry, I came out for some fresh air and didn’t realize my phone wasn’t on me. It must have slipped out when I was getting out.”
He opens the door on the driver’s side, letting your friend get in. Your door was already opened so he had no need to do the same, but as you were sliding into your seat, his hand “accidentally” rubbed over your butt before he closed the door. You tried to keep your composure as all the memories started to flood back in.
“Here you go Kyungsoo, a tip for helping my friend find her phone.” Your friend hung a $20 bill between her fingers, offering it to the man who she thought was so helpful.
“Oh I must respectfully decline, I’ve already received a big tip tonight.” He smiled, a hand to his heart and he fought the urge to look at you. “I hope you all enjoyed your time tonight and I hope to see you all again soon.” As your friend pulled off he shot you a wink.
ping
You looked down at your phone, seeing a familiar name pop up.
Kyungsoo: Next time you should come without them
Kyungsoo: or next time you should just let me bring you here instead
You: are you asking me out? And how did you get my number?
Kyungsoo: I sent myself a text while I was “searching” and yes I’m asking you out. Do you believe me now?
You: Guess I can’t say I don’t
short hair Kyungsoo is lowkey top tier. extra points for anyone who knows which year that picture is from 🤭
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Characteristics of a Murderer (part 1)

pairing: Kyungsoo x fem!reader
genre: slasher, mystery
warnings: mentions of death/murder
word count: 2.8K
A/N: 👀 hey y'all...took me long enough am I right? I'll explain what took me forever I promise! anyways, I hope this is up to par and comment if you want to be tagged in future parts when posted. Enjoy and thanks for reading :)
“Ma’am, we need you to tell us everything from the beginning. Leave nothing out as all of this can be used for information.”
It wasn’t right that you were here. You really shouldn’t be. Perhaps you can count yourself lucky though because you very well could have been like the girls shown in the pictures that the detectives slid across the table for you to view. They were hard to look at but you couldn’t help but stare at them knowing it could have been you. Stab wounds all across the body, so sporadic yet so clean as if they were intentionally placed. From the beginning? It wouldn’t make sense no matter where you start.
It was your first day off in a long time and it was very much needed. No getting up 2 hours earlier just to make it to work on time—just peace and quiet. Apparently you were the only one that was important to though because it was soon interrupted when there was a sudden, loud crash from what sounded like across the hall outside of your apartment; loud enough to make you jump up out of your sleep as if you just had the worst nightmare. You quickly lifted your eye mask and looked around through clouded eyes, first looking for your clock.
"Ugh, are you kidding me? It's only 7:30" you whine as you finally read the time after a few rubs of your eyes. The loud beats of your surprised heart made it a lot harder to focus on the sound that awoke you in the first place. A bit of time passed and you started to believe that it was all in your head and you were just so used to waking up around this time for work anyway. Wrong. There it was again, and this time obviously a lot louder and clearer since you were fully awake. At first you couldn't fathom why someone would be making so much noise so early in the morning, but then it hit you. The only possible reason for such a loud sound was the only one you were used to hearing at least every 6 months—new neighbors. Your guess was soon confirmed when you hear two deep and husky voices coming from the hallway, seeming to be arguing about something but your room was too far away from the front door to pick up any coherent speech.
You roll your eyes as you angrily push your blankets off of you and swing your legs over the side of your bed and into your slippers. After making your way through your kitchen, you finally reach the front door. It was always so cold at this time of day, but you didn't want to miss out on whatever these two were arguing about. Standing on your tiptoes and closing one eye, you angle your head to look out of the peephole. You didn't see anything but you could definitely still hear the bickering yet the door was too cold against your skin to make you want to look any longer. You exhale a lot harder than you wanted and almost relaxed your tiptoe position when you see something coming from the left side of the hallway. Two medium height males, one slightly taller than the other, carrying a long, black, leather couch seeming agitated as they tried to rush and get the job done. Judging by the way they were bickering, they definitely weren't moving men and judging by the couch they were carrying, they shouldn't be living in this apartment building. They were already back to fighting by the time you finished your mini assessment.
"I told you to lift your side!"
"I DID DUMBASS! You're the one that didn't lift high enough!"
Your peephole only provided you with so much ability to see far, so you had to give up watching once they finally got the couch into their apartment. Not surprising that your new neighbors were men; there was actually another reason why no one has moved into the building in so long. In the past few months, there have been a handful of murders in the area and obvious enough, all the victims were female. There have been no leads on any suspects and the evidence has been hard to follow. No doubt you were scared for your safety, but the price for rent was a major steal and you didn't have the funds to move out. So for now, a quick prayer before you left the house would have to suffice.
It was too early to be thinking about this so going to bed sounded better than waiting for them to walk through the door again. Thankfully, once you went back to sleep you didn't hear them anymore or maybe you were in too deep. You almost forgot they were there until you walked out to go grocery shopping and saw a small scuff mark on the wall by their door.
It was raining quite hard and your umbrella only succeeded in keeping your hair dry. You shook off the fat, wet drops when you entered the parking deck and immediately hopped in your car to crank up the heat until your feet felt dry enough. Of course the day you needed to do big shopping it would be raining with no signs of stopping. As long as you got back before it got too dark, it would ease your mind much more.
"Shouldn't you be home by now?"
Shocked by the sudden question, you turned around to see who asked. "Excuse me?" It was a middle aged man that slightly towered over you. He was intimidating to look at and he smelled of tobacco.
"I said, shouldn't you be home by now? Have you not heard the news?" You actually hadn't listened to the news today like you usually did before work but his concern for you raised your suspicions. "There was just another murder last night and it was not too far from here."
A chilling sensation went down your spine. "I'm sure if I check out now, I can get back to the car with my boyfriend safely." That was a lie but you didn't want this strange fellow thinking you were alone. "I do appreciate your concern though. You stay safe as well, we don't know anything about this person and the victim can change at any moment." You gave him a small smile and turned around and nodded at the cashier to continue ringing up your stuff.
You basically speed walked to your car and threw your stuff in the trunk and drove off before you saw the man leave the store; you definitely weren't taking any chances. You hadn't even bothered to put your umbrella up so you were just about soaked from head to toe. When you pulled back in your spot at home, you sat back and took a deep breath to calm yourself down from the earlier interaction. It was already 8 o'clock, which means you were there for at least 2 hours.
A car quickly pulled in next to you and when the person opened their door, it hit you on the passenger side. You've got to be joking. "Hey, I'm sure you didn't mean that but please I have no money to get this old junk fixed." You grabbed the keys out the ignition and walked around to see the damage and to see the owner of the car.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry, I didn't realize how tight these spaces were. I'll make a mental note to move a bit closer to the other side next time." A handsome man, that's for damn sure.
"It's no worries. Trust me, you're not the first one to do that, I just don't think I can suffer paying for another touch up." He smiled afterwards and what a handsome smile to match his handsome face. You opened your trunk and grabbed as many bags that would fit on both arms.
"Do you need help? You look like you need help and you're already soaked."
"No no, I got it, I live on the 5th floor so I don't want to bother you."
"Well now you definitely don't have to worry because I live on the 5th floor too! Just as of today actually. I live in 501."
That makes so much sense as to why he seemed so familiar. It was Mr. "make so much noise early in the morning". "Oh nice to meet you, I'm just across the hall in 502. And yeah actually it'd be great if I could get some help with these just so I don't have to make two trips."
He smiled again and nodded and took all the bags off your arms and grabbed the rest out your trunk. It was only human to watch his muscles bulge under the short sleeved top he wore. Since when have you ever had a hot neighbor? Never right? He asked you basic questions about yourself while you rode the elevator together.
"It doesn't scare you being in this area? Not to be that guy, but with everything going on lately, it might be better to find somewhere else for the time being."
You sighed and dropped your head. "Of course I am but I don't have the luxury of relocating as of right now. I've been here for almost 4 years now and it's honestly sad thinking that the only reason I want to move is because of something so tragic." The elevator dinged as it reached your floor and you both stepped out to walk down the long hallway.
"Do you need me to bring them inside?"
You hadn't thought that far and although he seemed nice, it wasn't the right time to be offering a man that you just met today to come inside your home. "No need, I'll be putting all of it at the door so I don't bring the rainstorm inside."
Just then, the door to his apartment opened and to your surprise, a man just as handsome stood in the doorway to watch you two. Twins.
"Oh right, I moved in with my brother this morning. This is Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo this is..." he trailed off realizing he hadn't asked for your name.
"It's nice meeting you, hopefully Min Soo and I didn't make too much noise this morning." Kyungsoo, or hot neighbor number two says giving you an equally beautiful smile as his brother did earlier. This was sure to be your eye candy for the next couple months or however long they stayed here but no one ever really stayed for too long.
"Oh don't worry, I slept like a baby!" The second lie of the day. "I'll catch you both later, these wet clothes are starting to get cold."
They both said their goodbyes and waved while you pushed all the bags in your place and shut the door. You chuckled to yourself, fantasies running wild in your mind about your two hot neighbors. Oh the possibilities were endless but you were never bold enough to engage in such a thing and who's to say they would be into that type of thing either. A girl can dream and dream she would because who knows how long they'd be around for you to conjure up thoughts like that.
You had bought enough groceries for about two weeks but sharing with the hot stuff next door didn't seem like such a bad idea. You haven't had much time to flirt since you've been held down with work. And is it really flirting if you take food to your neighbors as a way to welcome them? Plus, it would be a nice gesture to say thank you to Min Soo for helping you earlier.
You were becoming a bit self conscious about your cooking now since it wasn't only for you. The dish was simple and hard to mess up but perhaps it wouldn't fit their tastes or maybe it wasn't something they liked. So what if they didn't like it, you just wanted to see them again. Selfish, but this would be your entertainment before you had work the next day. You packed up two containers with nice sized portions in them and placed them in a disposable bag. You already changed out of those wet clothes and put on something comfortable and presentable. You slid on your slippers, and threw your hair in a low ponytail before walking across the hall.
You softly knocked three times and waited maybe 10 seconds before you heard shuffling behind the door. Your heart skipped a beat when Min Soo answered the door. "Oh hey, didn't think I'd see you again so soon."
You felt the heat warming your face and you smiled shyly. "Haha yeah, I just wanted to say thank you for earlier. This is for you and your brother." His fingers brushed against your hand when he grabbed the food from you.
"Oh you really didn't have to but thank you, we were just trying to decide on something to eat." He paused and stared at you for a while. "Would you...like to come inside for a bit?"
Either you started something you shouldn't have or he's very weak to flirting of any kind because you wouldn't exactly say your skills are the best. "Uh.." you looked back at your door, making sure it was locked. "Yeah, I can chill for a bit."
He smiled and stepped to the side so you could walk inside. It was still unfinished and a bit messy, but their sense of style was kind of unmatched. You stepped out of your slippers and your jaw couldn't help but drop. They gave you more reason to think they were pretty rich just based off the items you saw scattered about.
"Well hello again neighbor." Kyungsoo walks into the living room, a friendly smile plastered on his face.
"Oh hey! Can't say I wasn't admiring how much this looks so different from my apartment--it looks expensive."
"I do appreciate the compliment, Min Soo has a great eye for decor. I just add the plants and small things to his masterpieces."
"Kyungsoo look, she brought us food!" Min Soo set the two containers down on the coffee table.
Kyungsoo's brows stood in surprise. "You like cooking?" He sat down next to his brother and smelled the food once he opened it. "I'm only taking yes as an answer because this smells amazing!"
Another blush rose on your cheeks watching them both stare at you. They offered you a seat in between them because truthfully there was nowhere else to sit—they did just move in this morning. You tried to act as chill as possible but sitting with attractive men on either side of you, you probably didn't pull it off so well. You stayed for about an hour, finding out more about each other; laughing and talking about whatever came to mind.
"I should probably go, I have to be up pretty early for work tomorrow." You said rubbing your knees looking from side to side at the both of them.
"Sure, don't let us keep you. Thank you again for the food, you did us a solid tonight." Min Soo gave you another smile that dropped when his phone started to ring in his pocket. "Sorry I have to go take this, I'll catch you around."
You nodded and waved as he disappeared into one of the rooms in the back. You were left with Kyungsoo, who had walked into the kitchen to clean your bowls to give back to you. "Thanks for washing them, you totally didn't have to."
"It's no problem, I wouldn't make you wash them when you made the meal." He handed them back to you sparkly clean and dry. He walked you to the door and watched you walk to your apartment. “Oh! Hey, real quick” he took two quick steps forward to be at your side, “I uh…don’t know how to say this but…be careful around my brother.”
Admittedly you were shocked. What is that supposed to mean? "I'm not sure I understand what you mean..."
He leaned in quite close so he could whisper but not exactly in your ear. "He's...got some baggage that follows him around everywhere he goes. Just don't let your guard down too soon."
He was scaring you. It was such an odd thing to say but maybe it was better knowing that now rather than later or should you say too late. You still didn't exactly understand what that meant but now the thought of flirting more sounded like a bad idea. You nodded slowly and tried to hide the fact that you were breathing so hard.
"Thanks...for telling me. I should go. See you around Kyungsoo."
You quickly close the door and all the butterflies you had earlier felt like moths eating away at your insides. Instead of ending your day on a good note, your night was sure to be filled with nightmares instead of sweet dreams.
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Doh Kyungsoo : SING ALONG! (2025) The Truman Show (1998) dir. Peter Weir
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Kyungsoo is really funny 😄
"Do you remember?" Cheering Guide
Credit to the original owner ❤️
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“the moment i looked into your deeper, clearer eyes, all my sorrow melted away. even the heart that had grown chilly, even the day that had turned cold, they would fade whenever i looked at you.”
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♪ Make sing along! Forget tomorrow Bring that sing along! We’re never solo Baby, I can’t sing alone ♪
SING ALONG! (2025) — D.O. DOH KYUNGSOO
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The Problem With Wanting
Pairing: D.O./Do Kyungsoo x Reader (female)
Word Count: 16,160
Rating: (M) for explicit sex and swearing
Summary: Quiet, observant, and whip smart, Kyungsoo keeps Barada Pizza running behind the scenes. Whether he’s firing up pizzas in the large stone ovens or slaving away over paperwork at night, his focus is on keeping the business going. He’s kept his nose to the grindstone for years, desperate to prove his family wrong, and lately he’s forgotten how to look up and see anything else. When you barge into his life, a wildfire of a woman in disguise as a waitress, he finds that for the first time in ages he can’t look away.
Part three of the Exodus Mall series! (Can be read independently, but you’ll get some extra backstory if you read the other parts first!)
January 21, 1997
An incessant buzzing wakes you from sleep and you groan, rubbing your hands across your face. You slap the alarm and roll over in bed, gathering the covers back around you.
A few minutes later the sounds starts again and you sigh, reaching over to turn it off. When you see the time your eyes go wide and you throw the covers off.
“Nine thirty?! Oh God,” you exclaim to the empty room and hop out of bed.
You always set two alarms. One for a decent time and one for a ‘you must get out of bed this instant or you’ll be late’ time. And after many years you’ve finally accepted that you’re the kind of person who will only ever get up with the second.
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