a work of art [meanie]

Chapter 34

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a/n: uh i had written this chapter earlier and suddenly it just had disappeared ???? i had to write this againnn. what have i ever done to deserve this (+ wtf this fic was #708 in fanfiction for a while??? what is life)

apparently the last chapter was too cliche and cheesy for u guys (lmao the comments) but i hope this is better :p

It's no surprise to Wonwoo's mom - or anyone for that matter - that Wonwoo ends up asking for Mingyu to stay over for the night. And Mingyu's answer is just as predictable. When would Mingyu ever say no? 

Wonwoo brings an extra blanket and pillow to his room, like he has done countless times, "is it okay if we sleep on the same bed?" he smiles bashfully.

"Of course!" Mingyu answers immadiately, like it was needless to even ask. The warm smile on his face makes Wonwoo's every single doubt disappear.

As Wonwoo is busy tidying up his room a bit, Mingyu walks to Wonwoo's closet and opens it, scanning the clothes inside. 

"Is it okay if I use this for the night?" Mingyu grabs a quite huge t-shirt from the closet. 

"Sure, go ahead" comes Wonwoo's answer.

"Thanks," Mingyu starts changing his clothes, not even the slightest bit ashamed of stripping down and hanging around half naked in front of Wonwoo - not that he should be, Mingyu's body is beautiful and Wonwoo is practically drooling as he catches a few glimpses of Mingyu's bare torso.

Mingyu closes the closet door and plops to the bed. The big shirt reaches only his mid-thigh and Mingyu isn't wearing any pants, as the shirt is long enough to cover enough. Wonwoo swallows nervously as he takes in the sight of Mingyu; he finds it really hot that Mingyu is wearing his shirt and nothing else but boxers with it. In a twisted way, it makes Wonwoo feel like Mingyu belongs to him. Like they would be exclusive.

But the sight of Mingyu wearing that shirt - his shoulders exposed as the shirt hangs low on his frame - is soon going to cause him some serious problems, as his mind is intoxicated with thoughts he'd be embarrassed to let anyone know of.

Actually Wonwoo is pretty sure that even if Mingyu wore the ugliest clothes on earth, he would still be drooling after him.

"Can we play a round of Takenoko?" Mingyu asks from the bed adorably, and Wonwoo's heart practically clenches at Mingyu's pleading voice. 

The boy laying on the bed is trying to pull a puppy face and keeps making quiet whines of please please please. As Wonwoo looks at the other, he feels the urge to just kiss that fake pout away from Mingyu's face. Caress the sides of his face gently, kiss him slowly, starting as softly and tenderly as possible. Or maybe run his hands all over Mingyu's head, tugging at his hair occasionally, and sucking on his lower lip lightly.

Wonwoo clears his throat, "Yeah, sure! I'll just take these out first," he points at the trash, and grabs them, rushing out of the room quickly.

As he has gotten rid of the trash, he walks back to the bedroom, mentally slapping himself in the face for thinking about Mingyu like that. But it's not really his fault that Mingyu has the softest lips and the most adorable hair when it's a bit mussed. And those damn fine thighs that are now on full display.

When Wonwoo returns to the room, Wonwoo changes his clothes to something more comfortable, and the boys start playing Takenoko on Wonwoo's bed, as Mingyu requested. Their one round of Takenoko ends up as two rounds of Takenoko, one round of Quadropolis and at least three tickling fights and so it's really late when they finally decide to stop playing board games. 

"Should we go to sleep now?" Wonwoo asks as he sees Mingyu yawn widely.

"Probably, I'm so tired," Mingyu hums, nuzzling the pillow and wrapping the blanket around him, which Wonwoo finds extremely cute. 

Wonwoo gets up to turn the lights off, and tries to find his way to the bed in the dark. As he gropes his way towards the bed, he steps on a Takenoko dice that he and Mingyu had lost during their intense game.

"Ouch!? Fuck!! That hurt!!"

Mingyu tries to muffle his giggling.

"Motherfucking dice, I hate you!" Wonwoo curses, and Mingyu's giggling just intensifies.

"Don't you dare laugh at my pain or you'll end up sleeping the night on the floor," Wonwoo hisses, but there's mirth in his voice. 

"I-, ha ha, I'm sorry - HA HA - but you just - HA HA HA,  sounded so funny, oh my god!"

"Are you a sadist? Can't you feel sorry for me like a normal person?" Wonwoo pretends to be angry.

Mingyu just keeps laughing at Wonwoo, and Wonwoo vaguely thinks that Mingyu must be really tired if he laughs that long for something like that. Mingyu always gets really giggly when he's tired.

But instead of pointing it out, Wonwoo pretends to attack Mingyu, as he lands on top of Mingyu on the bed, and starts tickling the boy under him. That, of course, makes Mingyu laugh even more, and soon he is gasping for breath, clutching his stomach.

"I-, I can't breathe, HA HA HA, WONWOO, please!!" Mingyu manages to plead in between his uncontrollable laughs that he desperately tries to muffle.

"Please what?" Wonwoo laughs as well.

"Stop, please!"

"Apologize first!"

"No!" 

Wonwoo tickles more, and few tears fall from Mingyu's eyes as he laughs so much.

 "Okay, OKAY! I'm sorry!!" 

Wonwoo stops tickling, and places his hands on both sides of Mingyu, still laying on top of him. 

"You're so ticklish," Wonwoo chuckles, and feels his face being just a few inches away from Mingyu's, as he feels the puffs of Mingyu's breathing on his face. Mingyu just chuckles and sticks out his tongue, although Wonwoo can't even see it in the dark.

Wonwoo rolls off of Mingyu and lays besides him, making Mingyu immediately miss the warmth of Wonwoo. He has to admit that it felt somehow nice to have Wonwoo on top of him.

"Maybe we should finally go to sleep now," Wonwoo yawns as he and Mingyu have calmed down, "maybe we can do something cool tomorrow."

Mingyu hums happily and tugs the blanket closer to him, "Yeah. Goodnight, Wonton."

A tired smile finds its way to Wonwoo's face,

"Goodnight, Mingming."