seventeen oneshots

little worries (gyuhao)

LINK:

http://archiveofourown.org/works/12595628

Summary:

Prompt: Person A stress-bakes when they're overcome with anxiety. Person B, person A's roommate, wakes up at 3 am to noises in the kitchen.

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Minghao woke up to pots and pans clanging from the kitchen. Groaning, he rolled over and peeked one eye open to check the time from his bedside clock. His eyebrows furrowed at the red 3:12 glaring back at him. The Chinese male blinked and rubbed the sleep away from his eyes before sitting up in bed. He threw his comforters off of himself and swung his legs over to get out of bed. His body, still half asleep, clumsily made its way out of his dark room and into the hallway, its path only dimly lit by the light spilling out of the kitchen. Minghao sighed inwardly and started down the hallway.

Out of the four habitants living in the apartment, there were two gone. Wonwoo was at Soonyoung's to pull an all-nighter for a project, and Junhui wasn't even in the country. He had gone home to China for two weeks to visit his family for winter break.

That leaves only two roommates home. Minghao, who would've gone home to China like Junhui but didn't have the money to (even though the others offered to pay), and the other, who decided to stay back with Minghao and Wonwoo to feed them since the two had a habit to forget meals. This roommate also has a habit he does when stress.

"Mingyu, is something wrong?"

The Korean male yelped and almost dropped the bowls he was holding. Mingyu turned around after placing the bowls down on the counter, his hand placed over his heart, to face the other who was leaning on the doorframe of the entryway.

"Minghao?! Dear god, you almost gave me a heart attack!" Mingyu exclaimed. Minghao rolled his eyes at the dramatics.

"Is something wrong?" Minghao repeated.

His best friend tilted his head, resembling a puppy. "Not at all. Sorry, did I wake you? Go back to sleep. I promise to be quieter." Rather than going back to bed as Mingyu expected, Minghao only narrowed his eyes at the former.

"Mingyu, I'm not stupid. What's wrong?"

Mingyu stiffened for a second before he let it dissolve in feigned control and cool. "What are you talking about? Why would anything be wrong?"

Minghao sighed at the deflection. "You're baking."

"I like to bake. You know that."

"At 3 in the morning?"

"Maybe I got a craving for cookies. Don't judge me."

"Maybe." Minghao got off the doorframe and took some steps towards Mingyu. The latter nervously stepped away from the former, until his back hit the counter and Minghao stopped a couple of feet in front of him. "Or maybe you're stress-baking again."

The tall chef sputtered at the suggestion, attempting and failing to formulate a response. Minghao fought down the urge to smile at his best friend's cute actions and maintained a serious face.

"W-what? N-no, I'm not stress-baking. What would I-I even be stress-baking about?"

This time, the fashion major allowed himself to smile at the puppy-like man's slight lisp. He found the flaw adorable for the otherwise flawless man, not like he'd ever voice that out loud. Mingyu was avoiding his eyes now, embarrassed. Minghao stepped even closer to his roommate, noting the way the latter closed in on himself in an attempt to make himself smaller than he is. The Chinese male raised his hands to hold the other's cheeks, forcing him to look into Minghao's eyes.

"Is it because of our date tomorrow? Or, well, today?" he asked.

Mingyu turned a bright red, so prominent even through his tan skin, and pouted a little. Minghao had to physically hold himself still in order to fight the urge to tilt his head up just a bit to kiss the pout away. Now wasn't the time.

"That's cocky of you to assume."

Minghao raised an eyebrow. "Is it?" His best friend stayed silent for a second as Minghao stared into his eyes.

"I'm worried I'll mess up. I'm scared I won't be good enough and I'll lose you," Mingyu whispered softly. Had Minghao not been standing right in front of him, he wouldn't have heard it.

"How badly would you have to mess up to lose me? I don't know if you've noticed but I'm pretty much ride-or-die with you. Like, damn, I got a tattoo with you when you got dared to because you were scared," Minghao joked as an attempted to ease the tension.

"Yea, but you were already planning on getting a tattoo! And I don't know, what if my clumsy ass accidentally pushed you into oncoming traffic?"

"Oh, then yea. You'll definitely lose me because I'd be dead."

"Minghao!" Mingyu slapped his arm.

The younger giggled and pulled the older down to finally kiss his pouty lips. He rested his forehead against the other's, eyes closed, as Mingyu stilled in shock from the kiss.

"You'll be fine and you won't push me into oncoming traffic. Relax. It's not like we haven't gone on dates before," Minghao reassured.

"But never with each other! We've hung out as friends only, but never as a date. I'm nervous because I really like you and I don't wanna mess up," Mingyu added on quietly.

"Okay, sure, but our date doesn't have to be much different from our usual hangouts then. Just add some kisses and hand holding here and there. Actually, now that I think about it, we have held hands before during our hangouts so it won't be that much of a difference." Minghao brought his head back to look at his roommates again with a soft smile. "And I like you too. That's why we're going on a date, you idiot. So, relax. Seriously, you'll be okay even if you mess up."

Mingyu smiled nervously, his worries still present but minimized. "Thanks, Hao," he said as he kissed Minghao's forehead before resting his forehead back against the other's. Silence surrounded the couple as they soaked up each other's presences at 3:27 in the morning. It was 3:28 when Mingyu broke the silence.

"But seriously, it's dangerous so walk on the inside."

Minghao pulled back and cackled, his stomach cramping from the force of his laughter. Mingyu pouted at the former until he, too, broke into a grin and joined in on the laughing.

"Okay, okay. Let's go back to bed. Our date won't go well if we're both falling asleep," Minghao said after the laughter subsided. He held the chef's hands and pulled him out of the kitchen, hitting the lights as he goes, leaving them to navigate their way back to his room in the dark.

From behind, Mingyu perked up like a puppy. "Can we cuddle?" Minghao smiled at the former's cute antics.

"Of course. What's the whole point of being roommates dating if we can't cuddle?" he replied as they entered his room. He threw himself on his bed as Mingyu closed the door before joining his roommate, wiggling his way into Minghao's arms to be the little spoon despite his size. Minghao threw his comforter over them as he pulled his arms tighter around Mingyu and tangled their legs together.

"Good night, Hao."

"Good night, Gyu."