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🧋🍂☕️🌻☕️🍂🧋
- 𝕊𝔼𝕍𝔼ℕ𝕋𝔼𝔼ℕ -
𝕥𝕙𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣
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midnight.
just a few more minutes till midnight and the two were sitting a few inches apart on the couch, eyes glued to the screen, empty bowls discarded on the table top. it was dark, in the living room- a dim light fading in past an opening in between the curtains and another from the crack in the doorway to seonghwas bedroom but nothing more. mars slept curled up to the right of the couch, in the corner next to the window, uncaring of the loud noises sweeping the room from the tv. hongjoong didn't understand how they needed up watching a horror movie or why he even agreed in the first place. he blamed seonghwa for pouting so cutely when asking- because now here they were, knees drawn up close to their face, arms curling around them in an effort to make themself small.
seonghwa, couldn't help the smile on his face when he looked at hongjoong from the corner of his eye ever so often, and after one particularly scary jumpscare that made hongjoong flinch so hard they almost knocked their drink off the side table, seonghwa made the initiative to scoot closer, close enough that he could quietly slip his hand into hongjoongs, intertwining their hands.
"seonghwa," hongjoong mumbled, red face unnoticeable in the dark.
"hm?" seonghwa hummed, looking away from the younger and back at the tv screen.
"you don't have to hold my hand, it's not that scary..." hongjoong sighed, but they couldn't do anything to get themselves to look away from their intertwined hands.
"right so what's got you so jumpy then?" the older snickered, lips tugging up in a playful smile when hongjoong pouted; shaking their head before pulling his hand away and moving to snuggle into seonghwas side, "whatever." hongjoong mumbled, eyes focused on the tv again- ignoring the burning feeling on his face when seonghwa wrapped an arm around him- the two molding together almost perfectly, like it was second nature to be so close to one another.
quietly without a word, they went back to watching the movie.
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"seonghwa?" hongjoong said, watching the older disappear into the bathroom from his spot on the couch and then letting his eyes travel towards the window- ears picking up the harsh patter of rain. "yeah?" seonghwa called out, toothbrush hanging limply from past his lips.
