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Heeseung stirred from his sleep because of a loud thud on their door.
He tried to get up from the bed to unlock the door but then realized the weight on top of him and the arms that tightened around his torso. Sunghoon was sleeping almost on top of him, his head laying on heeseung's chest, his arms wrapped around his waist and their legs entangled together. The younger was snoring softly and scrunched his nose in tiny every time heeseung tried to move from his grip.
Heeseung was burning because of the intimacy and hyperventilating cause the younger kept nuzzling onto his neck. But he wasn't uncomfortable. truth to be said, he was more than comfortable. if he could, he would never get up from this position and be with sunghoon like this forever. in each other's arms.
He looked down at the younger to take in his pretty features. Sunghoon was truly an angel from heaven. His pale white skin, pink plump lips, thick eyebrows, long lashes, beautiful brown orbs, and the tiny moles that decorated his face just right. the one right between his eye and nose being heeseung's favorite. on top of that his platinum silver hair. gosh, heeseung still remembers how he had to run to the washroom to calm his heart down when he first saw the younger after he had dyed his hair.
he still believed the stylists really wanted him to suffer. like how could they do that to his heart? how could they make sunghoon look more ethereal than he already was? how was heeseung supposed to take that?
now, heeseung really wanted to place a kiss on top of sunghoon's head.
should he do it?
"hoonie's asleep, right ? he won't even know. come on heeseung you can do it. God knows when you are gonna get the chance." Heeseung mentally encouraged himself.
he closed his eyes, took in a deep breathe and was just about to place the ki-
"THUD! YAH LEE HEESEUNG! PARK SUNGHOON! WAKE UP !"
"wtf ?!?" sunghoon jolted awake from his sleep making his head and heeseung's chin crash.
They both hissed in pain at the contact and sunghoon immediately turned towards heeseung who was rubbing his chin as he groaned in pain.
"oh my god hyung , I'm so sorry. are you hurting badly? should I call the doctor ?" Sunghoon immediately got up from the bed and was about to grab his phone when heeseung pulled his arms back.
"no no hoonie, it's not that bad," he said giving him a soft smile.
Sunghoon rubbed his finger on heeseung's chin and gave him a look of worry.
"Are you sure ?" he asked looking directly into heeseung's eyes.
"yes I am sure"
"YAH SLEEPY HEADS !" sunghoon closed his eyes tightly in annoyance as he heard the sound outside the door.
"PARK JONGSEONG CAN YOU SHUT TF UP? WHAT DO YOU NEED ?" he shouted back.
"ARE YOU GONNA OPEN THE DOOR ?" jay shouted in a louder voice.
"STOP SHOUTING AND NO I AM NOT. WHAT DO YOU NEED? JUST SAY IT ?" sunghoon screamed.
"CAUSE YOU ARE SHOUTING. gosh, I can't deal with you right now. I am taking all the others to the arcade, do you guys wanna join ?"
Sunghoon looked at heeseung as soon as jay completed his question. And they both didn't know if it was telepathy or some kind of magic but sunghoon understood what exactly heeseung's eyes were saying.
"no jay go ahead. me and hyung both are not coming. enjoy yourselves!" he answered jay back , turning away from heeseung and facing the door.
"Okay love birds. we aren't gonna be back till the evening. so enjoy your personal time together." jay said with a chuckle.
Though sunghoon couldn't see, he knew jay was wearing one of those smug smiles on his face as he left. argh sometimes he hated park jongseong's antics so much but what could he do ? he loved that smug guy much more compared.
"shut up, jay !" he tried to sound angry but he himself knew he didn't.
the blush on his cheeks told everything. he turned around to look at heeseung who got startled by his sudden action. he looked so cute with his eyes widened and his cheeks pinkened maybe by the statement jay made earlier. my my, he was really adorable.
heeseung wanted to ask the younger how he had understood what he wanted to say when he hadn't even uttered a word but before he could open his mouth, sunghoon pounced himself on him making them both lay down on the bed.
"what-t are you doing, ho-o-on ?" Heeseung stutter-asked. oh, he so wanted to slap himself for it.
Sunghoon smiled when he heard heeseung stutter. "I feel sleepy," he mumbled shifting closer to heeseung in order to be more comfortable.
"then you can sleep, hoonie. look at the time. it's already 11. you must be hungry. let me make some breakfast for you, hmm?" he tried to get up but instead of letting him go, sunghoon only pulled him closer.
this time, tucking heeseung's head right below his chin and wrapping his arms around heeseung's frame. "no don't go. let's stay like this for a while."
okay. now that left heeseung speechless. what could he even do ? refuse? but then the younger would show him his puppy eyes and pout like a baby then he would have no option but to agree to him cause who could even say no to that face? at least not him. so to save all that hard work he opted to agree with the younger after saying " okay just half an hour." to which he got a hum in reply.
and the said half-hour turned to be almost 2 hours cause they both fell into a deep slumber. heeseung was the first one to wake up and made both of them get out of the bed despite the complaints and grumbles from the younger. heeseung took the shower first so that he could go to the nearby convenience store and grab some groceries while sunghoon would bathe.
heeseung was back and cooking an omelet in the kitchen as he hummed 'cereal' by crush when he felt a pair of arms hugging him from the back. he exactly knew who he was cause who else could it be since they were the only ones at home.
"sunghoon..." he whispered frozen when the younger placed his forehead on his exposed shoulder because his tee had slipped down. the droplets of water were falling down sunghoon's wet hair onto his skin and giving him shivers.
"hyung.. can we stay like this ? " sunghoon asked back and he sounded... broken?
at this heeseung immediately turned around and looked at sunghoon, the younger's grip still on his waist. not breaking their eye contact, he brought his hands to cup sunghoon's face and asked,
"what's wrong hoon? why do you keep clinging onto me like a koala ?"