You tiredly made your way up your flight of stairs and into your apartment. You had to work double shifts since your friend had gotten sick during the middle of hers. Unlocking your door you let out a sigh of relief.

“Finally,” You mumbled while kicking off your shoes. You turned and relocked your door heading to your bedroom. You were too tired to turn on the lights, causing yourself to trip over multiple objects strewn across your bedroom floor.

 “I’ll have to clean this mess tomorrow.” You said while flopping down onto your bed. You closed your eyes with a smile finally feeling at peace to be awoken by a piercing beeping noise. You jolted up trying to find the sound of the horrid beeping keeping you from your sweet, sweet, sleep. You looked onto your ceiling seeing that it was your fire alarm going off.

“Why!” You yelled while making your way out of your apartment successfully dodging everything you fell over earlier. You closed your door to turn and be blinded by flashing lights and an even louder blaring sound. You had to choose between covering your eyes or your ears and seeing as you didn’t want to fall down the stairs you chose the latter. You opened the door to your apartment complex seeing a flood of people waiting outside. Most of them were wearing annoyed and tired faces. You found a spot on the sidewalk that was remotely void of people and sat. You were too exhausted to deal with this and everyone else seemed like they were too. You closed your eyes trying to rest a little bit because you knew it would be a while for the fire truck to get here and declare the building clear. You were close to being asleep only to hear yelling at the top of their lungs. You pinched the bridge of your nose annoyed but you decided to ignore the person. You were doing a fairly good job at ignoring it until it decided to get louder and louder. At first you thought it was the person screaming louder but you soon realized it was actually them getting closer. You wanted to get up and move away but it was too late, as the figure had plopped down next to you.

“Ah I forgot my shoes.” The person had said. You looked at them about to ask them why they were screaming so late at night but just stared at him instead. He caught you looking at him and began to wipe his face.

“Is there something on my face?” He asked as he wiped his face even more vigorously. You shook your head and felt your face heat up from embarrassment. He cocked his head to the side confused. You pointed at his chest and his legs. He looked down and quickly covered himself as you turned away from him. He wasn’t wearing any pants or a shirt, just boxers. You realized that you still had your work jacket on and shrugged it off. You stared at it before turning back around and thrusting it at the person. He gladly took it and smiled at you.

“Thank you.” He said. You smiled at him shyly about to turn back around.

“I’m Hoseok.” He started “My friends call me J-Hope, but you can call me your hope.” He finished.

You couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous this situation was. “All I am hoping to do right now is go back to sleep.”

“Well here,” he folded up your jacket nicely and placed it on his lap. “Take a nap, I’ll wake you up when they us back inside.”

The notion was quite odd; he was nearly naked after all. But you were so tired. You pondered your decision for a moment before looking at his kind eyes. He seemed harmless. “I’ll just rest my eyes, just for a minute though.” You rested your head in his lap. It only took a few seconds before you drifted off to sleep.

You woke up and everyone had already gone in, and the sun was peaking up from behind the building. “How long was I sleeping?” You sat up, your back aching a little from the concrete.

“A couple hours,” he spoke softly. He looked quite tired himself.

“When did everyone go back inside?” You asked.

“About ten minutes after you went to sleep.” He yawned.

Your eyes widened. “You could have woken me up,” you said as you stood up.

“I know, but you looked so peaceful, and it seemed like you needed the rest.” He got up and stretched, forgetting he was only wearing his boxers. He didn’t notice. “Thanks for the jacket, I’m gonna go to sleep myself. I hope we can run into each other again, maybe I’ll remember to put on some clothes next time.” He handed you the jacket, smiled, and walked towards the building.

You were kind of cold, so you put the jacket on and started walking towards the building too. It sort of smelled like his cologne. How could he remember to put on cologne but not pants? You laughed a little at the thought. You were still pretty tired and decided to go back to bed, with the sun barely coming through the window it was still too dark to see the mess you had left, so you tripped on a small round object. You grunted, got up and jumped into bed. It seemed weird, but you were more comfortable outside on his lap. You blamed it on the sleep deprivation and slowly went back to sleep.