Sempiternal ♢ Jicheol

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Fluffy shit ahead

It's a lovely saturday; the sun is shining brightly, birds are singing, it's a good life. It's a nice day to feel happy and free. Seungcheol and Jihoon were left alone inside the dorm. The members were no where to be found the moment they woke up. It really was a nice day, except for one particular person, named Lee Jihoon.

Why, you ask? Let me tell you about what made Jihoon grumpy.

Jihoon and his boyfriend, Seungcheol, were cuddling on the bed; Seungcheol had his long and muscular arms around Jihoon, making the smaller boy feel safer than ever. This is where he belonged, after all.

The happiness and content feeling suddenly got erased when Seungcheol had to mention something related to his height. "You're small." Seungcheol muttered under his breath with his eyes closed. He failed to see Jihoon's irritated reaction.

"What did you just say?" Jihoon said with venom dripping in his voice. His facial features showing nothing but irritation. He freed himself from Seungcheol's arms.

"I said, you're small. You're like a kid, which makes me love you more." Seungcheol—who has his eyes open now—smiled at Jihoon. He loved his boyfriend's irritated expression. He tried to stop himself from laughing by biting his lip.

"I am not a kid, you twat." Jihoon said. He got up from the bed and headed towards the living room. He really didn't like it when people mention something about his height. He sat on the sofa and turned on the television. He heard Seungcheol calling his name, but he didn't mind it. At all.

"Babe I'm—" Seungcheol tried talking to Jihoon, wrapping his arms around the younger boy's neck from behind in the process, but he was cut of when Jihoon shot him a deadly glare.

Seungcheolsat down beside Jihoon. He tried doing everything to get his boyfriend's attention, but to no avail. He was on the verge of giving up, but an idea popped in his mind.

He snatched the remote from Jihoon's grasp, turning off the television. Jihoon faced Seungcheol with an angry expression.

"Baby... I'm sorry." Seungcheol pouted.

"Shut up. Give me the remote." Jihoon tried to stay as calm as possible. He was so close to bursting because of irritation.

"But babyyyyyyy.." Seungcheol pouted even more. He even gave Jihoon his infamous puppy eyes, but Jihoon just glared at him. After a few minutes, the irritated boy decided that he couldn't take it anymore.

"WHAT THE HELL CHOI SEUNGCHEOL? FIRST, YOU RUINED MY MORNING, TELLING ME I'M SMALL AND SHIT AND NOW YOU'RE DISTURBING ME? CAN'T YOU JUST—"

Jihoon was cut off when he felt Seungcheol's damp and soft lips pressing against his. Seungcheol pressed his lips deeper, his tongue gliding against Jihoon's lip, asking for entrance. The next thing they know, Jihoon was now laying on the sofa with Seungcheol hovering on top of him. Jihoon's hand was on Seungcheol's shoulder, and Seungcheol's hand were on the sides of Jihoon's head, supporting his body.

After a few minutes, Seungcheol broke the kiss. He leaned in again, giving a small peck on Jihoon's lips and resting his head on top of Jihoon's forehead. The younger boy smiled at Seungcheol, his anger and irritation fading away.

"I love you." Jihoon said in a low whisper.

"I love you too."

"Even if I'm small?" Jihoon asked with a pout evident on his face. Seungcheol can't help but smile at how his lover looks like right now.

"Even if you're small. I still love you. I love you so, so much."