By the time Zhou Mi comes to bed, Kyuhyun is curled on his side and more than halfway asleep. Zhou Mi's shoulders are bowed with exhaustion as he takes off his jacket and tugs his tie loose with a sigh. He sits on the bed to shuck off his pants, then hangs everything back in the closet, trying to keep the other hangers from jangling.
In one smooth motion he's under the covers and tucked around Kyuhyun, whose skin is soft and lightly cool when Zhou Mi slides a hand around his stomach. It's always somewhat amazing that he can touch him like this, so easily, as if it's something he should take for granted.
"Good night," Zhou Mi whispers.
Kyuhyun's foot finds his, and his toes curl around Zhou Mi's.