sunday morning - jeongcheol

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"Jeonghan-ah, I'm here!"

Seungcheol's voice echoed through the hall of Jeonghan's apartment. He hanged his soaking wet coat at the entrance as he closed the wooden door behind him. He took off his equally wet shoes. Taking a look at his socks he suddenly regretted that specific choice. Jeonghan was gonna make fun of the dinosaurs on them, for sure. He sighed at the thought, unintentionally smiling to himself.

The house was quiet. The only noise he could hear was the rain hitting the big window in the living room. He walked through it, trying not to focus on the plants that were definitely being a bit too ignored by their owner.

"Jeonghanie?" he called again.

He finally reached the corridor and saw that the door to his bedroom was open. He could hear some music coming from it. He rolled his eyes when he recognized the song.

The moment he peeked into the room he immidiately got hit by a strong smell of vanilla,  but a sweeter one, more sugary. At the same time though it made him feel fresh all over, like recently cleaned clothes or like the first snow on Christmas day.

Jeonghan was sitting crossed legged on the big white rug between the queen size bed and the wardrobe, which was open. It seemed like it had exploded. Clothes were spread everywhere on the floor and on the bed, luckily not on Jeonghan too. The man was sitting still, looking at two sweaters laying in front of him. He seemed extremely concentrated as he bit his thumb.

Seungcheol chuckled "What are you doing?"

Jeonghan raised his brows, not even surprised by his presence. "Its sweater season Cheol, i gotta change the clothes in my closet." He picked up one of the two sweaters that he was so focused on "I have to choose what i want to keep for winter."

Seungcheol carefully made his way between the colored different types of fabrics that were covering the entirety of the bedroom's floor and went to sit on the bed, right behind Jeonghan. The now almost longhaired man leaned back, resting on his legs. Seungcheol's hand instinctively went to stroke those dark hair he loved so much.

"Did Joshua make you obsessed with this song too?" He said, a sweet smile on his face as he felt the younger relax under his fingertips. "I won't admit that. Let's just say that its the perfect song for today." He said as he folded some white jeans. Seungcheol looked at him from above "Hm?" "It's sunday, its morning and its raining. Couldn't be more accurate."

Seungcheol took a deep breath, nodding. Maybe the scent of Jeonghan's yankee candle was getting to his head but he suddenly felt sleepy once again, reminding him about the initial intent of his visit. "Jeonghan-ah..." He whispered, his lips coming in contact with the younger's hair and he leaned down to kiss it. The latter seemed to melt on the spot, but replied anyways "Cheol, I really gotta do this...and i gotta study too." "But i can't sleep without someone to cuddle." He pouted as Jeonghan brought his head back to look at him. The older took his opportunity and left a small peck on his lips.

"You're such a child." Jeonghan said as he closed his eyes. Seungcheol's hands were back at doing that scalp massage that was making it extremelly difficult for him not to surrender. So he got up, broke the spell. Seungcheol's pout turned into a gummy smile, thinking he had won. Contrarily to his expectations, after Jeonghan made him lay back on the bed, he just grabbed a fluffy pink blanket and covered him neatly with it.

Seungcheol whined "Oh, come on! I'll help you study later if you cuddle with me now!"

"I'm not falling into this Choi Seungcheol. The deal was you'd sleep here only if you'd let me study in peace."

The latter just groaned loudly this time, accepting his fate and buried his face deeper into the blanket. It wasn't a bad idea after all. Jeonghan was always more calm after he had studied and done everything he had to do, which would have made the cuddles even better later. He rubbed his eyes, already feeling drowsy after that sleepless night. That's why he had come there in the first place, to catch up on sleep. When Jeonghan offered him to come over he couldn't believe it and he had rushed into his car and crossed the whole city under the rain to get there as soon as possible.

But now those dim lights, that soft song, the comfy blanket and that fresh but sweet smell, were relaxing him so quickly that in a few seconds he found himself drifting into sleep.

Jeonghan closed the closet with a sigh, now ready to focus on studying but when he turned around the most beautiful view caught him off guard.

Seungcheol was sleeping soundly, plump red lips parted as he breathed out slowly.

He couldn't resist and he brought a hand to caress his hair, still a bit wet from the rain. He smiled and leaned to leave a ginger kiss on his forehead as he whispered a three words phrase coming from the bottom on his heart.