Second Chances | 𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚗

my highlighter.

"i still can't believe you called me a highlighter. while you were inside me. do you know how badly i wanna kill you right now?"

the dark haired male simply chuckled at his boyfriend, his arm lethargically reaching out to pull the younger's back to his chest, nuzzling back into the crook of his neck. "is that the first thing you think of? not 'hey i should give my totally amazing and awesome and handsome and sexy boyfriend a good morning kiss before i threaten to kiss him?' did that not cross your mind at all?"

he didn't miss the way the younger shivered as his breath blew across his neck, melting into the older's arms like jelly and if it wasn't the cutest sight he'd ever seen.

"no because your morning breath is stinky. i dunno how people kiss that early in the morning..." the fluff ball scrunched up his nose in disgust, making a small yuck sound before he turned around to face wooyoung, an amused grin covering his face.

"san. you just give me a good morning kiss yesterday. so technically, you're apart of those people." he let out a small giggle as a ghastly look covered san's face, simply pecking his nose before lifting himself from the warmth of the bed, making his way to the bathroom.

"t-that doesn't mean your morning breath isn't still stinky! that why your laugh sounds like a witch and a hyena!"

he's blushing. cute.

"anyways mister morning kisser, i'm gonna go shower. don't die of embarrassment while i'm gone, kay?" he shot his boyfriend a wink before dodging just in time, avoiding the perfect aimed pillow that would've damaged (not really) his precious face.

his laughter resounded throughout the room, really a mixture of a hyena and a witch as he disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

yeah. he's cute.
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the seven boys were currently all in the living room, each having a suitcase sat in front of them. and san? ...

"san. why the hell are you packing two suitcases! it's only a month." san had managed to drag down two not small, but very large suitcases, enough to hold clothes for two people. yeah, hwa was saying it was only a month, but all san could hear was  i need multiple outfits. what if we go out while we're there? out to eat? or even if we go somewhere casual? i can't be under packed. hwa doesn't understand the struggle.

"hmph. just because you wear the same thing every day doesn't mean i wanna, hyungie." hwa simply rolled his eyes at the younger, resuming packing his own bag, helping hongjoong fold some of his clothes. everybody was almost done with packing. almost.

"wait! i need a new jacket! mingi ripped my last one!" san whined softly as he suddenly popped up, immediately turning to wooyoung with a pout.

"i-san. i feel like this relationship is mainly you using your cuteness to get me to fall for your evilness. such as making me go shopping." wooyoung huffed softly as he stood, holding his hand out for the younger who immediately held his, blowing a raspberry towards mingi.

"it's not my fault! you used it to get me in the house! nobody told you to lock us out." mingi simply shrugged, watching yunho pack his bag for him.

"who's smart idea was it to use the jacket in the first place?"

...........

"mingi."
"san."

"boo, you whore." san blew another raspberry at mingi before wooyoung led him out, chuckling at the behavior of the two. mingi plus san? equaled chaotic energy.