ᴼᵁᴿ ᵀᴵᶜᴷᴵᴺᴳ ᵀᴵᴹᴱ~|ᴴʸᵁᴺᴸᴵˣ~|

17

It is now midnight where everyone is already in a deep slumber and snoring, and that includes Yongbok himself. He still sleeps on the floor in front of Hyunjin's room, cuddling his pillow adorably.

Well, that's what Hyunjin thought of him.

‘No, i did not! Why would I be thinking he's cute? That's nuts.’

As of the moment, Hyunjin is outside his room, sitting on the provided chair while he eats his late late dinner as quiet as he can, not wanting to disrupt Yongbok's trip in la la land. Although he wanted to hum so badly because of how delicious the food is(it's his habit), he suppressed himself from doing so. Yongbok might wake up and started teasing his ass out if he knew he was enjoying Yongbok's cooking.

Okay, after days of denial, he'll surrender and admit. He really loves Yongbok's cooking and he feel like he can only eat nothing but the dishes Yongbok made. Other dishes doesn't taste the same, not even half from the dishes Yongbok can cook.

But let's just keep that a secret, okay? Or Hyunjin will hunt your motherfucking ass down, shotgun in the trunk, lock loaded.

He was done feasting up his dinner, he went to the kitchen and washed the plates up. He travelled next to the bathroom to brush his teeth then get back in front of his room to finally rest. But before he goes in, he noticed that the blanket that was supposed to cover Yongbok from cold are not covering him enough. He stared at it for a while, mind is in debate if he should fix the messed up hem of the blanket or leave Yongbok to freezing cold (but i know we'll burn forever).

Oh come on, Hyunjin! Have mercy on the kid!

Nahhh. Just leave the dumb child alone. He can handle himself just fine.

Surely he can't. Look! He's shivering from cold! Fixing the blanket won't kill you.

If that's the case, then leave Yongbok be and let us die.

Hyunjin sighed, his headache from the two voices inside him kills him more than Yongbok murders his peace. He looked down and saw Yongbok slightly shrinking and crouching from the cold temperature of the night together with the cool breeze from the air conditioner. Hyunjin's hand is already on the doorknob and with just few steps, he's already inside his room, completely forgetting the poor younger's state.

But that wasn't the case.

He instead, knelt down and picked up the flown edge of the blanket and let it drape nicely over Yongbok's body, perfectly covering the younger from the shivering feeling of the cold breeze. When Hyunjin was done fixing the little mess, he gazed for a bit on the sleeping child and thought.

‘Now he stopped shivering. Aish, stubborn kid. I told him to stop sleeping on here yet he never listens. Tsk tsk. What am I gonna do to you, Yongbok?’ Hyunjin was shaking his head.

‘Should i bring him back to his room. Wouldn't that wake him up? I might disrupt his sleep.

Worse, he will find out that i, Hwang Hyunjin, his loathful landlord, is actually fucking carrying him back to his room. Hwang Hyunjin, doing the most impossible thing a Hwang Hyunjin wouldn't do ever in his lifetime.’

Hyunjin went for a few more back and forth throws to conclude his decision, softly chewing his lower lip out of habit. He looked once again onto Yongbok, face soft and innocent, as well as tired.

Poor little thing.

Coming with his final decision, Hyunjin exhaled a bit loudly. "This is the first and the last time i will do this." His hands carefully went beneath Yongbok's back and knees, scooping him up carefully and securing the younger that he will not wake up any time soon or horror, he will throw Yongbok's body away. Using all the strength coming from his lower body, he brought himself up with a little puff of groan in the end. It has been so long since he did weights and he can tell that he's pretty much weaker than before, a result of living an unhealthy lifestyle for five consecutive months combine with his pain-in-the-neck lung cancer.