A light sigh escaped him, lips pursed as he hung his head for a moment. He was trying to get through another text for an upcoming midterm, reading the same sentence for a fifth time before groaning and shutting his eyes. There was no use in trying anymore and besides, he had already read it three times that day, why over work it? Hoseok shrugged, rose from the chair by his desk and padding towards his kitchen with rather slow steps, to get himself something to drink. But he barely reached the fridge before he stopped mid-step. Someone had knocked on his door. His brows quirked, fingers moving through dark strands of hair before he pivoted to head in the opposite direction, towards his door. Who?He questioned as walking through his apartment. The scent spoke for itself however, when he reached the door and he shook his head. Kibum. He unlocked the door without bothering to hesitate, pushing the piece of metal open, to indeed be faced by the other male. “ What are you doing here this late?” He asked, eyeing the other from head to toe. “ Do you even know what time it is?”