The first thing I notice when I wake up is that I have slept in. By three hours. A cursory glance at the alarm clock on my nightstand tells me that it is ten o'clock in the morning, and I am immediately in a panic.

I rush through my morning routine, barely even tasting the toothpaste that I speedily squeeze onto my tooth-brush, and not at all cognizant of my morning bed-head. At least, not until I look into the mirror.

I don't have time to fix my hair properly, so I settle on a messy bun. Thankfully, the majority of my wardrobe is either black, or grey, so I simply grab whatever is closest to my hand and dress quickly.

Snatching my duffel bag, I speed out of my door and into the hallway. I take the stairs two at a time, and then zip into the kitchen, expecting there to be a plate left for me.

But to my surprise, when I arrive, there is nothing. No one, even. I hadn't heard it before because I was in too much of a hurry, but now, as I stop and listen, I can hear the soft sounds of Jin's snoring from his downstairs bedroom.

In a state of confusion, I pull out my phone.

"It's Saturday, " I realize, and I sigh in relief.

I'm not late for work.

Grabbing my bag I retreat back to my bedroom. Upon arrival I eye my bed longingly.

"I could go back to sleep, " I muse.

But then, I remember what I'd intended to do today.

I drop the duffel bag upon my armchair, and the plush thing groans in protest. But I pay it no mind.

I already have my phone and I stare at it nervously as I plop down upon my bed.

Second thoughts and doubts begin to course through me, and I continue to stare at it. What if he doesn't answer me back? What if he doesn't want to see me after yesterday?

With every second that passes I feel a little less sure about my decision. Ultimately, I decide that maybe things are better this way. But the second I decide to put my phone away, it begins to ring.

Hoseok is calling me, and I quickly attempt to tamp down my elation as I slide that little green phone icon to the right.

"Hello, " I blurt. "I was just thinking about you."

I want to smack myself for starting with that, but his resulting laughter is somehow worth it.

"Is that so?" He questions teasingly. "Good thoughts I hope?"

"Mhm, " I reply.

"Will wonders never cease?" He teases again, and I can't stop the answering giggle that escapes from my mouth.

"You might not want to be too surprised just yet."

This time, I am the one who is teasing. I can't blame Hoseok if he's surprised, because I am equally as flabbergasted. I can't remember the last time I'd actually teased someone flirtatiously.

Then again he hasn't gasped in shock yet, so maybe I'm not doing this right.

"The best is yet to come, " I finish lamely.

"Oh yeah?" He asks, curiosity filling his voice.

"I... Um... Well I..." I stammer, too embarrassed to get the words out now that it has come to this.

Hoseok waits patiently for me to spit it out, though I'm sure that he is grinning on the other side of the phone. I can just picture it, beautiful lips spread across his face and exposing his pristinely white teeth.

"Not helping, " I groan to myself as I attempt to tame my wild heartbeat.

"I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with me?" I mumble.

Confidence has never been my strong suit.

It certainly doesn't help that the other end of the phone has gone silent, leaving me to wonder if he heard me at all. Or maybe, he heard me, but is about to reject me. Maybe he called me to tell me that he's sorry about that near kiss, or maybe even to gush about a date with someone else.

It's unlikely, I remind myself, but not outside the realm of possibility.

"Really?" He asks softly. Too softly.

I steel myself for what I believe to be coming, trying to remind myself that, no matter what, I will not cry on the phone with him. But life is just so full of surprises lately, and Hoseok is no exception. Rather, I'd even venture to claim that he is the catalyst.

"I'm sorry, I'm just surprised," he answers, nearly breathless. "But I'd love to. Have anything you want to do?"

I feel my body relax, and realize that I must have tensed up. I think for a moment, about the kinds of things that I like to do, and about the things Hoseok might also enjoy. But I quickly realize that, aside from dance, I really don't have any other hobbies.

"I hadn't really thought that far ahead, " I reveal, embarrassment coloring my cheeks.

For a moment we are both silent, but then Hoseok speaks and the matter is settled.

"How about this? I'll pick you up at eight and our activity for the night will be a surprise."

"Alright, " I agree, excitement bubbling within me as the reality of it sets in.

"Great!" He exclaims, clearly just as excited as I am. "Dress up, but try to keep mobility and comfort in mind."

"Got it, " I reply.

"I can't wait, " he tells me, and I smile like a lunatic.

"Me either." And it's the truth. However mixed and confused I am, I am excited for this in a way I hadn't anticipated.

"I'll see you later. And Avelyn?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you, " he declares, "for giving me a chance."

We hang up, and I flop down and into a laying position upon my mattress. I fight the internal urge to squeal, and turn my attention instead to my wardrobe.

For a moment, I begin to panic.

"What the hell am I supposed to wear to a date?" I question silently. "He said to dress up, but comfortably..."