Coming Home - Zikyung ft Taewoon

Surprise!

        "Aish~~ Jiho, do you really have to pull that shit right now?" Kyung complained, pulling silly string off of his body and out of his hair. Jiho threw his head back and laughed, spraying the older one last time. Jiho's body was squatted down, legs spred wide, arms against his chest, holding the can of pink silly string in his left hand.  He looked like a toddler who had just stolen a cookie from the cookie jar. 

        "Jesus Chr-" Kyung stopped nagging when he looked over at the younger one, who was clearly expressing he was almost the maknae. Kyung's anger broke and he shook his head, laughing slightly at the youngers actions. The older shook his head and looked down at his clothes, showered with string.         

        "What the hell is even in this shit?" He asked, holding it up in front of his face. He was too busy inspecting the susbstance to notice that Jiho had disappeared from his view. Jiho was halfway to the kitchen by now, silly string still in hand.

        The dorm was empty. Jiho had told the members to have a night on the town, and gave them some money to grab a few drinks. He gave them enough money to get them out ofthe house for a couple hours at the least. Taeil likes to drink, and Jihoon won't leave without Taeil, and the rest of the members don't like leaving the maknae alone, becuase he causes hell. Expensive hell. The last time they left Jihoon alone, he ended up breaking one of the windows at the dorm because he was trying to "catch the birds". 

        "Kyungie~~ Come here..." Jiho yelled, sounding worried, calling down the hallway to the elder. 

        "No! Not after this shit, I am still pulling it out of my hair!" Kyung said as he began to walk toward the kitchen, contradicting his statement of defiance. 

        Kyung wiped his hands down the front of his gray t-shirt, that happened to be Jiho's. He was, though, wearing his own black sweatpants. He took his final stride into the kitchen to find Jiho had taken his shirt off and throw it to the floor. Said man was standing with his back to Kyung, hunched over the sink. The shirt on the floor was a darker shade of blue than it used to be, leading Kyung to believe it was wet.

        "What have you done, Jiho?" Kyung laughed, slightly worried.

        "I broke the sink." Tthe younger mumbled inaudibly, worried of what his hyung would say. 

        "What? I can't hear you, speak up. Or turn around and talk to me." Kyung put his hands on his hips, getting impatient. 

        Jiho slowly turned around, water dripping all down the front of his tattooed chest, to his flat stomach, landing on the band of his gray sweatpants. He kept his head down as he spoke.

        "I broke the sink." Jiho repeated, slowly lifting his head up, revealing his wet face. "I tured the sink on --" he continued his story but Kyung couldn't hear a word he was saying. His eyes traveled from the youngers eyes, to this lips, to his neck, to his tattooed chest, to his bare stomach, to the buldge between his legs. Jiho had a tendancy of not wearing underwear, especially when he was at home. This made it so easy for his buldge to be seen no matter what. 

        Kyung was too lost in thoughts of his best friend, that ever few moments he would add a "uh huh" or a "sure" to make it seem like he was listening. This backfired when Jiho snapped his fingers. "Hyung, I was naming off vegitables." Jiho threw his head back and laughed, placing his palm on his stomach. Kyung's face grew bright red, and then he returned his gaze back to the bigger male's eyes.        

        "Sorry Ji, I didn't get much sleep last night.." The older lied through his teeth. He could never let Jiho know that he had been making up fantacies in his head this entire time. "I-Ill fix the sink, don't worry about it man." Kyung threw out  quickly in hopes that the conversation witll avert from his obvious lying. Thank god Jiho didn't dwell upon Kyung's lie for too long, quickly letting it go.

        Jiho nodded before walking over to the couch and flying himself over the back of it, landing on the cushions in the front. Kyung ran his hands threw his hair and picked up Jiho's discarded shirt and threw it at the younger male, earning a small grunt followed by a laugh. Kyung couldn't help but smile at the laugh of the younger. He turned his attention to the sink that was dripping water, he wasn't quite sure how it was proken, but he didn't really see the problem in fixing it. 

        Kyung went to work on the sink, and the only real problem was that Jiho had put a rubber band on the retractable squirter, so when he turned the sink on, the water sprayed him. He was notorious for doing little dorm pranks. Kyung thought it was on purpose, just so he could take his clothes off for him. He was the only person who had seen him naked, and vise versa. 

        "You had a ru-" Kyung was cut off by a hand flying in the air, motioning for him to stop talking.

        "Yo..Yeah! Shit, hey hyung!... Wow, really? When? Hell yeah!" Jiho let out his signature laugh. "Okay hyung, okay okay. See you then." He hung up the phone and sat up, plcing his chin on the back of the couch, looking back at the elder. 

        "We're going home!" The younger smiled wide, spreading his arms out straight. 

        "Home? Right now?!" Kyung asked, his big eyes getting even bigger. 

        "Yeah! Taewoon just called, and he said that the three of us get the house to ourselves, cause Mom is on a buisness trip. Pack your shit!" Jiho said, smirking to the elder one. He then got up and made his way into their room of the dorm. 

        "It's 11:30 at night... and the members aren't here... I'll leave a note." Kyung said to himself. He wiped his hands down the front of him and followed behind the younger. 

        They both packed their things, bags equipt with heal lifts, bb cream, underwear, clothes, and shoes. They were going to be gone only for the weekend, so they didn't pack much.        

        "Kyung you're not bringing heal lifts. Were not going anywhere." Jiho remarked, throwing a shirt at said male. 

        "Okay okay alright I won't bring any...' He whined, throwing one pair to the side, keeping on pair in his bag just in case. 

        The two of them finished up packing, and Kyung wrote a note for the members saying they would be back in a couple days, and not to worry. The note didn't say where they were going, and Jiho made sure it didn't. He could finally have a mini vacation, and it would be just like old times. Before Block B.