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@heeseung i — i haven’t been hiding it, there was just no reason for me to be showing it to anyone so i just didn’t! or would you rather me show this side to all of the guys? raises a brow, fully knowing your answer already. as you lean in, i take the bait and my eyes flutter closed, eagerly awaiting the plush contact of your lips against my own, only to have my heart drop to my stomach once i hear your voice low in my ears once more. eyes snap open and my lips turn down into a deep pout, nodding much too fast. okay, okay! i will!

@sunghoon light puffs of laughter emerge from the older's throat the more you made attempt to convince him to kiss you. frankly, there was no persuasion that needed to be done, he's been staring at your lips the entire time. you're so cute, you were hiding this personality from everyone for how long? heeseung draws a tease to agitate you for just a little more, he couldn't deny that he found it just a tiny bit fun. though, with each passing second, his face inched further and further in, head crooking to the position he thought best and halting when his lips brush a hair over yours. i'm only giving one if you kiss back.

@heeseung maybe it is … are you going to grant me this one or have i not been a good boy all year? i think ive behaved! i deserve at least one, right? my lips turn downward into a slight pout at the thought of not receiving the well anticipated gift, lips pursing out as if to entice you further to give in.

@sunghoon on your lips, hm? he tries his utmost to not come off as too excited, but heeseung wasn't the best at hiding a toothy grin. now in your room where they've chosen to stay together for most nights, he draws you closer, guiding your arms to come around his neck as his palms settle at the juncture of your hip and waist. is this a little christmas wish?

@heeseung my nose dips into your hair and i take in your comforting scent, allowing it to settle and practically melt me against your frame. heh. that’s my favorite hyung. glancing down so i can meet your eyes, my gaze softens and i offer you a definitive nod. i will.

@sunghoon his tense shoulders soon relax as he absorbs your presence, a small, content sigh slipping past balmed brims. you're right. i'll trust everything you'll say, kit. a yawn passes by him as his lids grew heavy, chin tilting upwards to look at you once more. will you be here tomorrow...?

@heeseung curling both my arms around you, my fingers begin to brush through your tresses in an attempt to ease you after a long day, voice dropped down to a soft murmur. according to me, duh. isn’t my word the only one that matters? heh.

@sunghoon yeah? according to whom? he still manages to tease despite his creeping drowsiness before easing his way into your open arms, cheek rested against your chest, eyes falling shut as he mellows into the sound of your heartbeat

@heeseung waddles us over to my bed so we can lay down, falling into it before opening out my arms for you to slot yourself into. i think this right here is the perfect spot for you.

@sunghoon he snorts when his face is squashed in, squirming his way out of your squeezing before he nods, hands finding their place around your small waist. i like that idea.

@heeseung cups your face in my palms and squeezes your cheeks together, getting up on my toes so i can press a little smooch to your nose. lets go lay down then?

@sunghoon hehe. i'm all washed up so i don't dirty your sheets. he takes your hands as soon as you're within reach, bringing them up to frame his face

@heeseung aaaaaa shuffles over immediately

@sunghoon pspspsps

@heeseung you’re always the sole receiver of all my flirting anyway. getting greedy, aren’t we? snorts a little until i shiver as your fingers ghost over my abdomen, the tips of my ears twinging red even though it’s a welcome sensation.

@sunghoon i did. his voice is now riddled with sleep, though contrasting with his hands that silently wandered, deft fingers slipping into the confines of your shirt, seeking warmth over your softly toned stomach. so i can be the sole receiver of all your flirting tomorrow.

@heeseung blinks at the sudden change but with a welcoming smile, i lean into your embrace and hold you close, fingers threading through your hair in hopes of it relaxing and lulling you to sleep. you did good today, im sure you got a lot of things done.

@sunghoon a soft groan rumbles in his throat as his arms stretch overhead, slumber creeping into his system bringing incremental weight to his lids. instead of their usual positions, the older chooses to switch around for tonight - arms winding around your waist to bring you close as his nose nuzzled towards the column of your neck, humming

@sunghoon pft. i'll take it, then. but don't be reckless? you have to take care if yourself, hoon. don't sleep too late, eat your meals, maintain proper exercise -
he would've went on had you not shifted his attention to the weight of your hand on his face, lowering his gaze to meet yours upon command. his eyes widen for a fraction of a second at the confession from nowhere, and in an attempt to shield the color creeping up his cheeks, he retorts. can you say that again? i didn't quite hear that

@heeseung exactly! it’s because you’re so dependable and i feel safe with you. nearly shivers as your hand comes to my waist, the warmth spreading from that spot to a slight tingle in my fingertips. i hold your face in one of my palms, tilting your chin down so i can meet your gaze. i like being with you.

@sunghoon you're pushing me to a corner, how can i scold you for that if you just mean you can depend on me? his thighs squeeze around yours to welcome the gesture, balancing the compress over your arm before he freely lets go of it to instead squeeze a hand around the dip for your waist. i'm not complaining.

@heeseung something about you makes me feel like i could be reckless and get away with it. once my arm is flat against the bed once more, i slot my leg between yours and gently brush my knee against yours. the proximity makes it easy for me to hide my face, which has turned a shade of flushed red. yeah, that's all it takes. not bad, right?

@sunghoon you're so reckless. he scolds, but the fondness in his tone depicts otherwise. he takes your dramatically limping hand with his own, bringing it back down as the other hand returns to hold the compress in place. so that's all it takes to heal you.

@heeseung heh, oops? once you settle in under the covers, i return to my previous state of being practically glued to your side. head tucking itself under your chin, i sigh in content and hold up my arm in the air limply with my wrist flopped over. it's starting to feel better cause you're paying a lot of attention to me.

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@sunghoon yah your arm! there's a wheeze as he quickly follows. hot compress in hand as he closes the door to your room with the other. feisty kitty. he tuts as he'd blindly poke around the covers a few times before settling in himself, slipping into the sheets despite your playful nudges. give me your arm

@heeseung nearly ends up screeching with the sudden onslaught of pokes, wriggling away from your fingers before letting go to fully run into my room and dive under the covers for protection.

@sunghoon aye - that's cheating! he laughs as he squirms away from your jabbing fingers, veering off to the side before he himself starts to counterattack with pokings of his own.

@heeseung huffs as you resist just the slightest bit, using my fingers to try and poke at your sides to compel you into following me into the room, the corners of my lips downturned into a pout. come oooooon, hyung!

@jay “I’m glad you think I’m worth knowing.. I’ll make sure to meet every one of your expectations, Jay-ah” Yeonjun’s signature double wink(it’s different from a blink- he swears) is sweet as he dips his cutlery into steaming broth, and plucking some noodles to slurp on.

He’s been called weird by his bandmates before, for thinking that ramen can be beautiful- but Yeonjun can’t describe it any other way. And this ramen? Is out of this world. It’s salty, fatty and rich, his tastebuds singing as he and Jay dig into the meal he’s slaved over for potentially hours. If he didn’t have some sense of decorum, of still wanting to look his best, for Jay, he’d be shovelling his meal in his gob like a kid eating cake.

Is it cheesy for him to say he can taste the care(love?) put into this meal? Because he can.

“Jay-ah-“ Yeonjun stops himself, having spoken with a mouth of noodles and he covers it, furrowing his brow as he chews quickly- a tiny dribble of broth seeping down his chin. “Jay-ah,” he begins again, “this is- this is better than good, I don’t think I’ve ever had ramen this good!”

“How long did you work on this..? I need to call the Michelin man and get you a star or something,”