Destiny (GTOP-Fanfiction) [BOYxBOY]

Cuddle

Korean dictionary:

Ya = Hey!

Aigo = Cute.

Have fun reading, k-popers!

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When the two finally had gotten rid of the outdoor clothing they both stepped into the living room where they decided to eat their take-away food.

Jiyong took a blanket from the couch as he got seated after placing the food backs on the small wooden coffee table.

Seunghyun, and his vibrant, princess colored hair, loyally got seated next to his love and glanced over at him. He allowed a sigh to leave his lips, albeit it had been a content one. He was happy to be next to Jiyong. He sat with his food, still just, offering his smile to the younger.

"Your hair looks so good." He chuckled.

"You say it like I don't know," Jiyong replied in that confident he always had when it came to his hair and fashion.

He was a funny guy like that... sometimes so broken, worried, insecure and doubting about everything and then there was times where he would be so confident that he would seem like a sassy, cold little diva; which he of course weren't. He just tended to know how to look strong, happy and confident on the outside while his mind sometimes would kill him from inside.

But it was okay, because Seunghyun had seemed to have tempted that side of Jiyong. He enjoyed that side of Jiyong, sometimes, a little too much. He scoffed playfully, rolling his eyes in the same manner.

"You're awful. Awful... and I love it." He admitted with a laugh, just picking at his food. It had seemed he had lost his appetite.

"You better." The other chuckled as he brought his legs up on the couch along with some of his food.

Jiyong turned on the TV - not really because he wanted to watch anything special - it was simply because he did not like how quiet it was without any kind of background noise... Maybe it was some need people who loved music felt? He knew Taemin had that habit of turning the TV on too.

Seunghyun on the other hand never did mind silence, it was just part of him. Ever since he had his last breakup with Dongwook, he'd become inward, staying home more often. He had no one to talk to, and after a bit, he'd almost even forgot what his own voice sounded like.

He just sat his food on the table in front of their couch, and sat back. He glanced up at the ceiling, and then back to Jiyong.

"Mmn. I don't want to eat." He mumbled.

Jiyong shifted on the couch as he looked at the other. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as worry reached his eyes and voice.

"Why not?" He asked concerned as he put down his own food. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. We just ate at the movies." Seunghyun laughed softly, putting a hand Jiyong’s leg. "I'll eat later. I promise."

“Just you eat. I think I'll go and get a shower." He said, stretching his arms into the air. In all honesty, he was a little tired.

Jiyong eyed the other for a brief second as if he was considering if he should believe his love or be even more concerned. After some time the younger finally gave in as he leaned back on the couch.

"Okay... Be careful."

He had no idea why he just said that when the other only was leaving for the bathroom, but then again, that love sickness always brought out those kinds of things: Concern, fear and worries.