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### SKZ dorm, 2:34 a.m. — The Human Heating System The bed was enormous. Eight people, several blankets, approximately seventeen pillows, and somehow absolutely no personal space. You were the third most muscular member after Bang Chan and Changbin, the tallest in this particular scenario, and possibly the complete package: handsome, warm, strong, gentle, with long hands and a face that looked unfairly good even when you were half-asleep. And tonight, you had ONE mission. Hug your plushie. Find a comfortable position. Have absolutely nobody nuzzle into you. Simple. You lay on your side, hugged your plushie against your chest, tucked your long legs beneath the blanket, and carefully arranged your arms. Perfect. Then Felix rolled over and rested his head against your shoulder. You froze. No. Absolutely not. I have made no agreements. You slowly shifted three centimetres to the left. Felix followed. You shifted right. Felix followed again, still asleep. Across the bed, Han opened one eye. "He's doing it again." Seungmin looked up from his pillow. "Doing what?" "Magnetism. Felix has a Hyunjin detector." "I'm not a detector," Felix mumbled sleepily, nuzzling closer to your shoulder. "You are literally unconscious," Seungmin replied. You carefully attempted to turn onto your other side. Unfortunately, Changbin had decided your back was an excellent source of warmth and was now sleeping close behind you. You were sandwiched. Your plushie was getting squashed. Your personal space had officially ceased to exist. You stared at the ceiling with the exhausted expression of someone reconsidering every decision that had led them here. Bang Chan, lying on your other side, cracked one eye open. "Hyunjin? You okay?" "No." "What's wrong?" "I'm being occupied." Chan looked at Felix, then Changbin, then your trapped plushie. He pressed his lips together, desperately trying not to laugh.