Painted With Your Smile | Lim Jaebeom & Lee Donghyuck

17

A/n

I am not naming this chapter anything.

I believe in number 17's supremacy.

I don't care about my haters and if you wanna fight me fight me.

(Vine reference intended).

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   Jungwoo's delicate eyelids slowly opened, inviting in the bright morning sunlight. He huffed, not willing to accept that he had to get up.

    He turned to face the other side of the bed, now making eye contact with the boy next to him.

 -"Hey gorgeous.", Jungwoo said, resting his head on his arm, earning a shy smile from him.

 -"Hiiiii", the boy said flirtily, his voice hoarse from having just woken up himself.

   The two of them sat like that on the bed, one staring into the other's eyes, enjoying each other's gentle touch.

 -"Yianne?"

 -"Mhm?", the curly-haired boy answered.

 -"As much as I would absolutely love to be doing this all day long, do you maybe wanna head downstairs? If we don't, I am afraid that my stomach's sound will become as attractive as me. Plus I think I'll die of starvation.", Jungwoo said softly, earning a laugh from Yianne.

 -"Yes of course. Wouldn't want you dying on me."

 -"Well, I couldn't, really.-", Jungwoo said, now climbing on top of Yianne, "-now, it's a possibility", he teased, earning an intense blush from his companion.

   Yianne, looking all serious now, his deer-like eyes scanning every single detail on Jungwoo's face, cupped both of his cheecks, and pulled him into a delicate kiss.

 -"Let's go.", he said, their faces still one against the other.

   They slowly got up, put on some clothes and washed their faces. As they were about to exit Jungwoo's room, Yianne suddenly halted.

 -"Wait so, is everyone else from last night going to be there too?"

 -"I mean, not everyone. More like the majority."

 -"Ahhh....", Yianne said, obviously nervous and embarrassed.

   Jungwoo approached the lean boy, and now caressing his back went:

 -"Don't worry. No one will mess with me, which is kind of why they won't mess with you either.", sneaking a wink.

 -"Seems like I have nothing to worry about then.", the curly-haired boy sarcastically, while opening the door.

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 -"Soooooo, Mar. My friend, Chenle, he tells me that he really liked you, huh?", Mark exclaimed as he sat to the chair right next to Mariji, biting his apple while looking at her playfully.