The morning light spills through the window as James tugs the blinds open, warm and golden. The smell of freshly brewed coffee drifts in from the kitchen, rich and inviting.

Y/n groans and stretches, sitting up in bed with a sleepy rub of their eyes.

Y/n stretches their legs and hops out of bed, padding into the kitchen. Seonghyeon is leaning against the counter, stirring his coffee with a small smile.