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"I want a cat!" Soonyoung cries out, his head thumping on the desk and hands curled around his hair in frustration.
Jihoon looked unimpressed, scratching at his nose while studying for their finals. It's no secret that he's irritated, and when he's feeling exactly that, he couldn't help what comes tumbling out of his mouth. Seungcheol was ready to reprimand him as always, so he continued reading. He was about to comment on how Soonyoung is stupid and dumb or maybe how much of an idiot he is, but it'll lead him to nothing so he closed his mouth.
Seungcheol looked quite impressed at that beside Jihoon. Ah, the things you do for love.
"Then get a cat, Soonyoung. Stop bothering us." Seungkwan comments instead and Jihoon immensely laughs at Soonyoung's offended look.
"But I actually don't wanna deal with a mini version of Wonwoo, and I can't even deal with the real Wonwoo. Imagine how hard that would be."
"I'm sure it wouldn't be that hard, babe." Soonyoung turned his head at the direction so fast he's afraid he would get a stiff neck. Wonwoo stood just beside his desk, wearing a white turtleneck because of last night, and you don't wanna know how many hickeys he placed in there, and the backpack they both used. Soonyoung had no choice but to wear jeans too, seeing that his thighs had a lot of hickeys up to his hip.
You don't wanna know what it looks like too, nope.
Soonyoung groaned, punching Wonwoo's hip just because that's the only flesh he could reach. Wonwoo retaliated with a wide grin, one that Soonyoung sees whenever Wonwoo hates who he's talking to or when he's talking to an aunt he couldn't remember. So that maybe means he's screwed at their dorm later. Wonwoo's mad, or both.
"As I said, I can't deal with two Wonwoos at the same time. Or maybe I'll go home and leave Wonwoo alone to rot in this university so I could finally get my dream cat." Soonyoung narrowly avoided Wonwoo's colliding fist on his arm, laughing at the latter's now implied scowl on his usual happy face around Soonyoung.
Jihoon looked more disoriented and got away from them with an effort, now sitting on Seungcheol's lap while he jots down notes. The older was more than welcome to let him sit on his thighs and wearing that grin he has when he gets things the way he wants. Seungkwan was now seated with an empty chair beside him.
"What are you doing here?" He asks just as the younger sits beside Soonyoung, wrapping his arm around his shoulders. "I finished quick today. Mingyu went home with Junhui and Minghao didn't want to go with me here." He hummed, leaning his head on the younger's shoulder and sighing. Wonwoo played with his brown locks, his glasses almost slipping down the bridge of his nose. Soonyoung looked up at him and pushed it with his index finger. The grin that spread on Wonwoo's lips made Soonyoung giddy and a little red on the cheeks.
"How was finals?" Wonwoo asked, hand still curled on his hair and petting it softly.
"'s fine." The older slurred, having troubles on keeping his eyes open because of the lack of sleep. His purple eyebags brought back a little frown on Wonwoo's face. The petting on his hair didn't stop and was going on more slowly, almost as if Wonwoo wanted him to sleep.
