It wasn't that you could hear exactly what was happening, just that there was a continual thrum through the walls of some kind of music and, occasionally, muffled vocals. The problem was, it was a super expensive apartment complex so she knew he must be going full sonic to be heard at all with the soundproofing, and because it happened at 3 am or some other random time, her sleep was disturbed and she was starting to lose her mind from tiredness. There would be weeks where it was absolutely fine and then two days in a row with the music then nothing again for a month. It was unpredictable and annoying but she'd managed to ignore it for the most part. Until today.

Today had not been the best day anyway. At work her clients had been demanding, her colleagues irritating and her single-ness was exacerbated by the fact she had been the 7th person at dinner when everyone else was coupled up. Gross and unacceptable. This dry streak was lasting too long and lying in bed now, tossing and turning at 109am because the next-door neighbour was doing karaoke was making her night as bad as her day had been.

Deciding she didn't want an actual confrontation with the random guy next door, she climbed out of bed, slipping on a robe and scrawling a note that she decided she'd slip under his door asking politely for him to turn it down. She knew it was a he, had seen him leaving when she was locking up her apartment one day, hat pulled down on his head, back the only thing she could see. And what a strong back it was, hidden behind a baggy t-shirt but as he hit the elevator button, tattoos came out on display and his back flexed under his shirt. She'd be ridiculous not to have noticed how attractive he was but she hadn't met him in person yet and didn't want it to be in the middle of the night.

As soon as she left her apartment, tugging the robe tightly around her body, she could hear the music even clearer. The walls obviously did their job as much as they could but here in the hallway, it echoed even more and she wondered, even though there were only a few on their floor, how the other residents coped with the noise or maybe they were just far enough away that it didn't keep them awake. She'd only been here for a few months, transferred straight from her high-paying job in New York into an even better-paying job here. The rents on the building were exorbitant but the benefits of amenities and location outweighed that and so she sucked it up and reveled in the international experience. Still, she'd not be happy to pay the rent she was paying if she was going to be kept up at night like she was now.

The note was slid under and she rang the doorbell before walking away. Even if he wouldn't hear it, there would be an alert on his keypad and maybe he'd see it and turn it down. She got back to her room, door about to close behind her when she heard a door open in the hallway, wondering if it was him or another resident coming to complain. Either way, she'd done all she could do for now and hopefully, the note did its job.

She slid the robe off, tossed it over a chair, and climbed back into bed. The voice had stopped, just the thud of the music going now and she closed her eyes, waiting for it to disappear completely. And then her own doorbell rang and she felt her heart race. Had he come to have it out with her? Surely he'd just turn it down and not try to engage but she was assuming if he thought it was OK to be this loud so late at night, he was likely not sober. Grabbing for the robe again, she padded across the floor, checking the security camera at her door to see who was standing there. But no one was and as she looked down at her feet, she saw her own note returned to her and reached for it, frowning.

Her very polite ' Can you please turn it down? It's late and I have work in a few hours' had been crossed out and quick handwriting was written under.

'Sorry, just another 20 minutes. I'm singing to some people I love.'

'Well, that's kind of cute,' she thought, giving him the 20 minutes needed to serenade whoever he was trying to win over, and then she'd get some shut-eye. But 20 minutes dragged into 30 minutes and she was back knocking on the door and sliding another note under it, yanking her robe into place as she stomped through the hallway. And only a few minutes later, her note was returned again.

'If you don't turn the music off, I might have to play mine at 6 am when I get up for work. This is getting pretty annoying.'

'That might be a threat if I didn't sleep like the dead once I'm out for the night. Maybe you should come chill with me instead. A drink, some songs, I can go all night.'

And this time she decided that she'd do it in person, rather than with a knock, bursting through the door and banging straight into the man from the apartment next door. Leaning against the wall, ankles crossed as he watched her, there was a cheeky grin forming on his lips and big round eyes that sparkled with a little mischief. He looked adorable until he put his hand up to ruffle his own hair, tattoos more clearly on display in this close proximity.

"Kind of figured we could go back and forth all night so maybe I should just come introduce myself."

"You kind of figured wrong," she answered, crossing her arms across her chest and glowering at him. Or attempting to at least. It actually came across so furiously cute that Jungkook was tempted to laugh, or hug her or both at the same time, neither of which seemed to be something that would deescalate the slight tension surrounding this woman.

And she was definitely a woman, robe cinched around her body made it very clear that there were curves under it and he tilted his head slightly as his eyes raked her features. He really had come to apologise, well an apology of sorts but now he was getting other ideas. Ones that involved inviting her back to his apartment or going inside hers.

"Well, I will anyway. I'm JK and I am sorry that I've kept you awake. I get caught up singing and lose track of the time and my senses."

"So, you've stopped now," she answered, trying not to get lost in the way he was looking at her or the way his eyes on her body made her stomach flutter a little, putting it down to how long it had been since she'd last been laid and not actual desire.

"If you'd like, I've signed off anyway. But, am I going to always think of you as the mysterious woman next door or do I get a name?"

He looked like trouble now, like he could bring out a wink at any stage to try and charm her and that thought made her gag a little or maybe it didn't if she stopped and thought for too long. But she was still tired and now suddenly aware she was standing in the hallway, talking with a man she didn't know apart from that he was called JK, dressed only in her PJs and short robe, legs on display and fabric of the robe not being very cooperative as she pulled it back onto her shoulder for the third time.

"Only men who earn my name, get that from me," she said, glancing to her apartment door and edging a little towards it.

His grin broadened and she thought he definitely might be a little tipsy, noted how his smile was endearing and how she wanted to take him home and feed him food but also the way his eyes were assessing her, have him fuck the living daylights out of her and her own eyes must've widened suddenly at the obtrusive thought, cheeks flushing.

"How do I earn that then," he asked, not stepping closer as she inched away and she shrugged her shoulders.

"That's something you'll have to work out but cutting that music would be a good start." He might have stopped singing but the thump of a bass line could still be heard in the hallway.

"Oh, sure, sure," he said, pushing off from the wall and stepping back towards his own apartment. "I'll be seeing you again soon I'm sure."

"I hope not," she muttered under her breath as she closed her door, leaning back on it as the whir of the lock shut her back inside. But she knew she was lying to herself because, behind her retinas, all she could see was the look on his face, the piercing in his lip, the way he was confident but always cute, trying to shake the thoughts away as she tucked back under the bed covers.

The music went quiet all of a sudden and she let out a breath, glad she finally had silence so she could sleep. Until the silence extended, surrounding her, pounded in her brain and reminded her it was almost 2 am and she was still wide awake. Tossing and turning from side to side, pretending she was NOT thinking about the sexy JK or that her head had started calling him that, she huffed out in the darkness of her room before opting for something that would likely tire her out a little more or at least relax the tension out of her body.

Sitting up and pulling her bedside cabinet open, grabbing out her latest toy and some lube, she lay back and got comfortable, pulling her underwear down so she could get straight down to it. Syncing her specially designed playlist to the toy, it kicked off when the first song started and she sighed as she rested it against her body, feeling the vibrations radiate as the beat changed and everything ramped up. Soon her eyes were scrunched closed and the lube she'd got out didn't need to be opened, her mind going to muscles and tattoos, naturally lubricating her body with the thoughts even if she groaned at herself that it was him she was thinking about right now. She let the feelings take over her body, giving way to let her vocal chords moan out the pent-up emotion as she neared the climax that would hopefully, finally, send her to sleep. Then the doorbell rang and the sound instantly caused her hand to jerk away, the pressure on her clit gone and her impending orgasm robbed in a moment.

"No fuckin' way," she groaned, heart beating quickly at the thought that the man she had been thinking about, his tattooed fingers stroking inside her, that he was likely the reason the doorbell had yanked her out of her self-love. And what was she supposed to do now? Go and answer the door?

Tossing the toy into her drawer in frustration, she stomped towards the knocking, the hallway in her apartment automatically lighting up her entranceway as she did, and saw another note slid under her door. Reaching down and unfolding it, she gasped at the words, quickly peering out the peephole to see if he was still standing on the other side of the door.

'And you thought I was loud? You have quite the lungs on you when you get going. But I can help with that...'

There was no way he had heard her masturbating! Surely the walls were designed to drown out moments exactly like that and she wasn't even sure what part of his apartment her bedroom wall touched. But he'd heard something and her cheeks were aflame as she looked out and saw him standing with his hands in his pockets, rocking on his feet. And as he did, the grey sweatpants that were hanging low on his hips, flexed back and forth and she was absolutely certain he had a hard-on. In fact, she was certain as it was very hard to miss. She gasped as her thighs grew a little more damp at the image and then quickly covered her mouth in case he heard because now she was completely unsure of how soundproof the walls actually were. And as she did, his head popped up, he looked directly at the peephole, cheeks rising as he smirked and then he winked. Dammit, he actually winked and she instinctively pulled back unsure of what to do before her doorbell rang again.

"I know you're on the other side of the door," JK said, "and you don't have to open it. But I hope you do, mystery lady."

Her heart did a swoop and she opened the door without really processing she was doing it, met with pursed lips and the man who looked even better than he did only 15 minutes earlier.

"Still couldn't sleep," he asked, biting on his lip as if he wanted to contain a laugh. "Can't blame that on me as I stopped the music for you."

'Kind of can blame it on you,' she thought, speaking different words instead. "Thank you, I guess I was just awake at that point."

"I could hear," he said, popping his tongue in his cheek and her eyes followed the movement of his tongue, definitely not thinking about what she'd imagined it doing to her earlier.

"Ah, well, I don't know what you think you heard," she said, eyelashes fluttering a little too quickly in nervous energy.

"Oh, I know exactly what I heard," he said, not stepping closer but his presence seemed to envelop her a little.

Deciding there was no point in denying it, she set her jaw and crossed her arms across her chest and JK could see her nipples before she hid them away behind her arms, wondering if she saw the twitch in his pants at the same time at the sight of them peeking through the loose fabric of her long tee. It definitely hadn't escaped his notice that she didn't have a robe on this time, legs even more exposed than when he'd seen her last.

"Well, if you know what you heard then you must be aware it's very rude to interrupt."

"I offered to help, didn't I," he asked, hand coming out of one pocket to run through his hair in a thoroughly unacceptably sexy way and she sighed, lungs needing more oxygen than they'd previously had.

"You did," she stated, unsure of what she was thinking or feeling at that moment. The throb between her legs was still unsatisfied by the interruption of ringing her doorbell, maybe a little more lubricated now that his voice was teamed with the images she'd had in her head earlier as she'd played with her toy.

"And I don't know you," she added, needing to say something to buy a little time.

"Well, you know my name. And that I sing and annoy my neighbours late at night," he smirked and she rolled her eyes. "In fact, you know more about me than I do about you. But, I'm always happy to lend a hand to someone who needs help."

The implication wasn't lost on her and her insides tightened even as her eyes flicked involuntarily towards his hands, noting the length and perfect design of his fingers. Shit, she must be desperate to consider taking him up on his offer but it was tempting. And she wasn't blind. He was gorgeous and she'd be a fool to turn down what was right in front of her.

"Are you sober," she asked and he nodded.

"Just had to glasses."

"People call me Ry," she said, stepping back and making the decision to usher him slightly into her apartment, wondering if she'd regret it but willing to take the chance. And he stepped easily and fluidly inside, bare feet padding across her apartment, settling on her couch, long legs sprawling out as he stretched and relaxed. He looked comfortable, far more than she felt as she walked into her living room after him, standing as she contemplated what was happening.

"Is that short for something," he asked, resting his head back and looking up at her.

"It is, you'll have to earn that information though," she answered and he reached out his hands, her legs walking on their own the few steps before they stopped in front of him and his fingers came to rest on the back of her thighs as he pulled her in even closer, the motion startling her so she reached for his shoulders to steady herself.

"I like a challenge," JK replied, licking at his lips and Ry felt her insides quiver, actually vibrating at the thought of what his mouth could do, wondering about what the lip piercing would feel like anywhere on her body. "And I am here to apologise for keeping you awake so let me make it up to you Ry."

She liked the way he said her name, how it flowed off his tongue, how his fingers were stroking softly higher up her thigh leaving goosebumps in their wake.

"That sounds like an acceptable offer," she said and he grinned, licking his lips again.

"So you'll take me up on it? I can 'help' since I've been the cause of a lot of your discomfort tonight?"

He didn't know he'd also been the cause of some pleasure tonight too but she wasn't going to say that out loud even if her body was incredibly open to him and easy to read. JK knew, he definitely knew, being able to read people from his years of observing quietly in the background. She wanted to carry on with what she had been doing when he'd heard her moaning through the wall while he'd made himself a late-night snack in his kitchen, pausing with his hand to his mouth as his cock began hardening at the muffled noises. Only muffled because she was through the wall, not because she was hiding what she was doing. She had sounded like she was lost in the pleasure of it all, not tempering her volume, and he had remained frozen for a moment before he was spurred into action, wanting to be the one to take her final release for her body. He had a feeling she would get really loud if he was stroking into her, wanting to hear that in person. And he could tell she was thinking about the same thing, maybe just needed a little push in the right direction to get her there.

"Well, since you're here...," she started and he shook his head.

"This is not going to be a just because I'm here kind of thing. You have to at least want me a little."

She let out a startled chuckle, aware she was probably clutching onto his shoulders a little tighter than she had been a moment earlier. Want him a little? That was an understatement and his hands moved soothingly up her body, under her long tee, resting before they snuck under the hem of her panties, waiting for permission to go any further.

"I have to admit it is quite convenient that you live next door and are here now offering to, what? 'Service me' as an apology for keeping me awake?"

"We both know that was an excuse. I'm offering to take this further because I want to hear those moans as you come around me. The fact you could take it as an apology is just an added bonus."

Ry shivered at his words, sinking down onto his lap to confirm that they weren't stopping at just the teasing and banter. JK's arms easily settled onto a new spot as she perched on his spread knees, covering her hips with their breadth and she could feel how they would hold her firmly even though they were just grazing her lightly now to make sure she wasn't going anywhere.

"I'm going to come around you, am I," she said, so close to his face now that when her fingers came up to play with his lip ring, she could see the slight twitch at the corner of his eyes as they moved under her touch, blinking closed and then staring into hers when he opened them again, clearly at least a little affected by having her close. "Awfully bold of you to assume you could promise me that."

"Oh, I have no doubt, since you're already halfway there on your own. The question is, which part of me is going to be the winner? My tongue," he asked, leaning forward to run it along her collarbone, feeling her thighs tighten against his. "Or my fingers," he continued, moving them to cup at her heat, feeling the dampness of her panties. "Or, and I must say I'm favouring this option," moving his fingers to press to his lips for a moment as he inhaled and tasted a tiny part of her arousal, "on this." And he slid her forward on his lap until she was perched on his length, trapped in his Calvin Kleins under her and definitely a very clear and defined shape as it pressed up into the folds of Ry's body.

"Well," she managed, after she'd swallowed as their pelvises pressed together and his arms came round behind her back, "no one said we have to stick to just one option."

"Excellent, I like this plan," JK replied, bringing one hand back between them, thumb coming to press instantly into her clit, like he knew he was 100% on target as he circled it, causing her to gasp at the contact.

"Shit, so do I," Ry said, throwing her head back a little and pushing her body down against the pressure he was building inside her, an expert with just one digit and she knew she was in for a great night. Who needed sleep?

Jungkook's mouth moved against her skin and for a moment he wondered if he'd be crossing a line by kissing her but then as she moaned quietly at this hand moving on her body, he thought he might be safe taking a risk. His lips caressed up from her neck to the corner of her mouth and she seemed to sense what he was about to do, leaning into the motion as their lips slid together. There was an initial moment when their bodies adjusted and relaxed into the kiss and then he was using his tongue against her lip and she wasn't thinking about how it was happening but just what it felt like when the warmth of his mouth stroked hers. He was firm, holding her close, moving with intent and she ground down more against his body, fingers now joining his thumb to slide along her folds, getting a feel for the slick of her body. The lip piercing grazed against her mouth, cool and a little weird but not in a bad way and she hooked her tongue in it, pulling a little.

"You're a little wild, huh," JK asked as she let go and smirked.

"I can be, in the right circumstances," stuttering a little and finishing her words off with a lingering moan as his fingers still kept moving in and around her heat.

"It feels like you might be ready for more," he asked when his hand was coated in her arousal, pulling away slightly and Ry knew her breathing was probably erratic and gave away the fact she was incredibly turned on but she didn't care. JK had gone from being the annoying man next door to a man who could do fantastic things with just a few touches. She wanted to explore so much more with him, even if it was just for one night.

"Are we going to stay here," JK asked, wondering if she wanted to move to the bedroom, not really caring at this point where he would fuck her, more that he could, and soon.

"Bedroom," Ry answered against his lips and he smirked. He could feel how turned on she was, damp panties leaving a mark on his sweatpants but he was sure she could tell he wanted this too, cock hard beneath her. The fact she didn't pull away when she answered, keeping their mouths anchored just cemented how much she was on board with this.

"Lead the way," he answered, hand coming up to guide her off his lap, linking fingers tightly as she walked in front of him a little, not quite dragging him but definitely pulling him in the direction of her room. He knew where to go, the layout of the apartments were all almost identical but he was more than happy to walk behind her a little, watch her ass and legs as they moved.

Nearing the bedroom door, Jungkook gave one sharp tug, surprising her as a gasp left Ry's mouth, swinging into his body as he pressed her into the wall, everything in her spiking as the weight of his body kept her in place, her hands clutching at his biceps as he kissed her thoroughly. And when he pulled away, it was JK who guided them into the bedroom, onto her bed, out of their clothes until they were naked and panting against each other.

"Still think I'm annoying," he asked as he rested some of his weight down on her, settled between her legs, kissing all over her body, not just going in for a quick fuck. He wanted to take his time at least a little, had seen her from a distance a few times in the complex and thought she was pretty cute.

"It's a little annoying that I haven't come yet," she answered and he cracked up laughing as he kissed past her belly button on the way down.

"So I like to tease a little, you haven't been complaining so far," JK replied, thumbs parting her folds and looking up from between her legs as she clutched at the bedding, waiting to see what he would do. He held eye contact but it was Ry who wrenched it away when his tongue slowly came out, sliding into her body, saliva and her own arousal mixing together as he circled her clit, licking up and down her labia.

"Oh my fuck," she said and he couldn't help grinning into her heat, continuing to do exactly what he was doing since it got such a loud response from her, especially as her fingers wound into his hair, thighs beginning to tremble against his ears.

"Oh, I think, yeah, just there, I, I'm cumming JK," she said, voice descending into little whimpers as her legs tightened against him and she rode out her orgasm, his tongue lapping at her centre until she pushed at him to stop.

As he swiped a little of the juices off his face, sliding higher up the bed to where she was laying, kissing her shoulder as he did, it felt sweet, a weird sensation swirling in her still quivering stomach as he settled on his side facing her.

"Did that make up for keeping you awake," he asked, hooking her hair behind her ear and grinning at her with huge eyes and a look that definitely said he was pleased with his abilities.

"It went a long way towards it, that's for sure," she answered, biting back a smile but unable to stop her cheeks from rising. "But, since you're not satisfied yet," she continued, putting her hand between them and lightly cupping his balls in her hand, purposefully avoiding his length although she felt it flex from her near touch, "I'm hoping we're not done."

"Oh, I'm wanting to make you come again while I'm inside you," he said bluntly and her lips dropped open a tiny amount, his eyes looking at them before he darted to kiss her again, almost like he was second-guessing what he'd just said.

Tasting herself on him, she let a small exhale escape her mouth before she nodded. "That's where I hope we're heading next," she said and this time, her fingers moved to lightly stroke his length and he pushed Ry onto her back, taking control as he spread her thighs, hands lingering on her knees for a moment while he rested his pelvis into her heat. Ry could feel him pulsing against her wetness, a slight lingering sensation from her first orgasm and she felt her mouth fill with saliva at the thought of him slipping inside her.

"Do you have anything," he asked and she pointed to her bedside cabinet, watching as he opened the drawer, grinning when he saw the hastily discarded toy. He didn't comment though, didn't want anything to put a stop to what they were about to do, pulling out a packet, quickly ripping it with his teeth as he rolled it down his length, concentration causing his brows to furrow.

"In a hurry," she asked, anticipation swirling but enjoying the ease with which this hook-up was happening. It didn't feel weird or tense, it just felt really, really good.

"Fuck yeah," he answered, tugging on his cock as he settled easily back between her thighs as they fell to the side to accommodate his body. "I've wanted to do this since I heard you moaning through the wall." His mouth dipped for a moment and he sucked a nipple into his mouth, Ry's eyes closing at the sensation and then gasping at the combined feeling as he slid his tip into her entrance, pushing into her body.

The tightness of her walls gripped him as JK pushed inside and, even though they were slick with her arousal and previous orgasm, they hugged him tightly, the girth pushing against her in a way that had her feeling full, her feet pressing back down into the mattress as he bottomed out.

JK cleared his throat, staving off the need to thrust into her, holding back until he was sure she was ready for him to move. "Are you good," he managed and she nodded, following her movement up with words so he was sure.

"Yeah, please," she managed and he slid out to the tip, keeping nestled inside her warmth but pushing straight back in again, setting up a pace and rhythm that had her eyes rolling back. He was filling her so well, stroking her so fully, his mouth moving across her skin to leave little wet kisses until he couldn't think straight and dropped his head to Ry's chest, burying it there as her ankles locked around his back.

Holding on tightly, she pushed her hips up into his movements, his length brushing her in ways smaller men could never, base hitting her clit but he sealed the deal of pleasure by reaching between them to move his finger against it too, awkward in its position but not something he cared to neglect, wanting her to come again and this time, while he was inside her. JK might be young but he knew enough of what was good for women to know sex alone wasn't always enough, flooding her body with extra sensations with his touches so she felt overwhelmed everywhere by him.

"Close," he grunted and Ry echoed his word, surprised by how quickly her second release was barreling down on her but he moved so right with her body, touched her so perfectly that she couldn't help that she was already spiraling again.

"Close," she agreed and she let herself fall, digging her hands into his back to hold herself tightly against him as she did, feeling his hips still then shudder as he emptied into her.

Panting into her neck, he kissed her skin a few times as they came down from their high, rolling slightly away from her as he pulled out and tied the condom, effortlessly aiming and hitting the waste paper basket nearby. The backs of his hands came to cover his eyes for a moment but she could see the grin on his face and knew it likely was the mirror of her own, feeling her lips spread into a smile. That had been more than good and she felt her whole body relax into the bedding beneath her.

"That was fuckin' great," he said, leaning to kiss her hair before he sat on the edge of the bed and stood up, stretching his arms above his head. There was no expectation for him to stay or awkwardness in the knowledge of what they'd just done. It was easy and fun and they took it for what it was, scratching an itch they'd both had.

"So," JK said, gathering his shirt and pulling it over his head and down his body, hiding his abs away, "apology accepted?"

Ry laughed, smoothing away at her hair. It was almost 3 am now, she'd need to be up in a few hours for work and she knew she'd likely be exhausted all day but he was definitely forgiven.

"Yes, apology accepted. But don't be surprised if you get another knock on your door to complain next time you turn the music up again. I do actually need my sleep."

"Not just a note next time," he joked and she shook her head.

"I feel like I probably know you well enough now to complain to your face if you're too loud again."

"As long as I can knock on the wall when you're getting too loud in the bedroom," he grinned and she shook her head.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she answered, pulling the covers up slightly over her face to hide her blush. The next time she pulled out the toys, she'd definitely be reminded of JK and no doubt would play out a few moments from tonight to get herself wet.

"Ha," he huffed out a laugh. "We both know that's a lie. But so be it, I'll just pull myself out and join you, even if there's a wall between us. I can definitely say listening to you getting off got me going tonight and it would be a nice way to fall asleep sometimes."

"Or you could just come over again," Ry said, unsure if this was a one-off thing but putting it out there. She'd definitely be up for a repeat.

"Yeah, I'm down for that anytime I'm around," he said, eyes twinkling as he stood next to the bed before he leaned down, looming over her. Ry's heart rate escalated again to have him back in her personal space and she was a little lost in his eyes.

"Sleep well Ry," he said and she nodded, watching him leave the room without another look before she heard her front door close and lock engage behind him.

Running her hand through her disheveled hair, stretching kinks out of her body, she knew she must look a sight but didn't even care. She had just had some epic sex with a man who definitely knew his way around a woman's body and she was spent in the best kind of way, limbs heavy and eyes telling her they would close soon. Tugging her panties and sleep shirt back on, she wrapped herself into the cocoon of her blankets, grinning as the thoughts of tonight overwhelmed her, thinking of Jungkook coming inside her as she began to feel her body drifting. So it was a shock five minutes later when she heard music cranking through the wall again just as she was almost sinking fully into sleep. Sitting up she shook her head.

"No way," Ry said quite loudly in far slighter annoyance than earlier in the day but still a little exasperated, flipping back the covers and walking towards her front door, steps stalling as she saw a note slide under it.

Picking it up she realised she might be calling in sick for work today because she may not actually get any sleep at all.

"Wanna test the acoustics at my place for round two?"

And Ry was out of her apartment, knocking on his door and falling into Jungkook's embrace 20 seconds later, legs moving without any clear thought, fully prepared to pull an all-nighter with the man whose arms were already coming to rest in a way that she knew meant she'd be aching in the best way when she did finally go to sleep.