Dowoon lay on the couch by himself, scrolling through Twitter idly while the muted TV played some game show in the background. After that concert today, everyone was worn out, even him, but he still just couldn't get to sleep, even though it was nearly midnight at this point. He knew he should at least /try/ to get some sleep, but he'd have to risk waking Jae and Brian if he went to bed now...
A door softly creaking open broke his train of thought, and he looked over to see Wonpil walking into the living room. Weird, Wonpil seemed to be the most tired out of them all earlier.
"Hey," Dowoon said quietly, setting his phone on the floor before pushing himself up into a sit.
"Hey," replied Wonpil, his voice soft with sleep. As he approached, Dowoon could see that his eyes were just barely open. He must've just woken up.
Dowoon leaned back against the arm of the couch and bent his knees to his chest, keeping his feet on the couch. Wonpil, still a bit clumsy with drowsiness, sat at the other