Jiung couldn't spend much of his time with her during his promotions, but he certainly could spend his late nights with her, invite her over to his dorm, sneak her in so his bandmates didn't get any new material to tease him about. He didn't need them knowing the reason he could finally get a full nights sleep was because he was now the little spoon. He just needed someone to hold him, why was that so wrong?! He'd never catch a break if the others found out, so he was careful about inviting her over, only opening the door once the others had gone to their rooms. He'd already memorized what floorboards were creaky and taught her how to walk through the halls silently, all until they could get to the privacy of his room.

He'd get under the sheets with her, arms around her as he whispered sweet nothings against her skin, voice hushed and rough with exhaustion, but full of so much love it'd rot anyone's teeth. He'd hold her like that until eventually, in some sleep-deprived blur, he'd end up in her arms instead, where he'd wake up surrounded by her warmth only to have to leave before she'd even opened her eyes. He was so careful not to wake her, unwillingly wrenching himself from her grasp, getting ready for a busy day without her. The one thing that held him over was the promise of falling asleep with her again that night. "Sleep well, pretty girl," he'd whisper against her forehead, pressing a kiss to the skin before he had to leave her — he just couldn't help being a sap, he adored her too much to care how corny he looked.

His footsteps were heavy as he returned to his dorm, but there was an undeniable smile pulling at his lips this time. He'd get tomorrow off, finally. He'd get to actually sleep in, wrapped up in her arms all morning, with no rush to leave her. Just as he was entering his room, already anticipating inviting her over, he saw her sitting on the edge of his bed. Deciding against asking questions and uncaring about who could overhear, he'd all but squealed like a schoolgirl, wrapping his arms around hers in a tight hug. "What a nice surprise..." He says in that way were she can hear the smile in his voice. His happiness is infectious, the giggle he lets out as he holds her head in his hands, thumbs brushing over the apples of her cheeks, lips pressed to her forehead in a kiss that speaks to how badly he'd missed her. "Guess my performances today were that good, huh? Couldn't stay away, could you?" He teases, all in that signature Jiung way that oozes sweetness.

Before she can think to respond, he's tugging her down onto his bed, tossing his coat to the floor so he can feel the heat of her body against his without barrier. "Hold me, won't you?" He mutters, the exhaustion clear in his voice and the way his eyelids flutter open and closed, like he's fighting a battle between sleep and wakefulness, and just barely winning.