Time to take a ✨oneshot✨

1234 pretty boy

"Mmm, thanks for the coffee, pretty boy," Lin hummed, using the stool to prop himself up if only to place a kiss atop Jon's head, lips caressing the fluffy hair of his bed-head.

He stepped over the stool, walking around to sit at the counter, sipping coffee happily.

"You good there?" Lin raised his eyebrows in question as Jon had frozen in place, not dramatically persay but noticeable.

He tilted his head.

"Pretty boy?" He looked so confused, Lin considered patting him on the head, and maybe stealing a kiss or two. But then again, coffee.

"Yeah." This somehow didn't help Jon's confusion so he elaborated, a teasing smile across his lips. "Boy who is pretty."

Jon opened his mouth, only to close it again.

"Do you need me to spell it out for you?"

Jon held up a hand, "No, no, I got it I just-"

"P."

"Lin?" Jon narrowed his eyes.

"R."

"Lin you better not."

"E. T. T. Y."

"I'm warning you," he said sternly. Lin bit down a cackle, mischief deep in his eyes.

"B."

"Last chance."

"O.Y," Lin barreled over in laughter, almost tipping his coffee over. When he lifted his head up again, Jon had a single eyebrow raised, arms crossed.

"You are so gonna get it later." And he left him for the living room. Lin was left covering his mouth to stifle his giggles, suddenly warm.