Jun had always been a bit of a strange child, he was mature despite his age and extremely quiet. He had only ever spoken and opened up around his oldest brother, but he been taken and Jun's voice was taken with it. He didn't speak much, but that was only because he thought more than he spoke. Jun's mind was a bumbling mess, his feelings and thoughts were messy, disorganized, there was much he wanted to say and do but could not. The Korean woke when a pillow whizzed by his head and smacked against the wall beside him, he sat up and glared at the perpetrator, his brother, who apparently didn't enjoy the fact that he attempted any sort of rest at all. Jun tossed the pillow back in his direction, but the other had long since vanished back into the hallways. Jun sighs, realizing rest was impossible at this rate and stood up, he might as well do some cleaning in here while he could without interruptions. Jun quickly gathered up his pillow and blanket before rolling them up neat and tidy. He sighed as he looked around the room, frowning briefly at the empty space next to his, he moved on quickly to distract himself before he could dig up depressing thoughts. He continued neatly rolling up mats, blankets and pillows before he nearly tripped stepping over a pile. The Korean blinked and quickly peeled back the covers, only to find his youngest sibling nestled safely inbetween them. Jun's eyes softened and he couldn't help a smile. He nudged the youngest very softly, "Hey, wake up sleep head. Yong and Mei left without you, don't you want to play with them?"