Our Crazy, Beautiful Bond

A faint beep broke the quiet stillness of the room.

Mercury stirred, her eyelids fluttering open as a soft groan escaped her lips. For a moment, her mind swam in a fog, the lingering exhaustion and bliss of the previous day weighing heavily on her. Everything felt distant and surreal, like the remnants of a dream she couldn't quite piece together.

Her gaze moved lazily across the dimly lit room. Disheveled sheets, torn pillows, and scattered clothing surrounded her. The air hung thick with the evidence of their passion, and the soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows on the walls. Slowly, the fog in her mind cleared, and a frown tugged at her lips.

Her eyes widened.

"Oh no..." she whispered, bolting upright.

They had fallen asleep. Worse, their time here had long passed.

"Crap, crap, crap!" Mercury scrambled, leaning over to shake the figure buried under the sheets. "Eratz, wake up! We overslept! What time is it?!"