ghostly | sanggyun, yongguk (jbj)

[x] ordinary

a/n *a layout of yongguk's apartment #whyiwillneverbeanarchitect

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yongguk sat on the couch, his legs going straight through sanggyun's. none of them willed to go through the tiring process of making him angry and then calming him down, so they sat without physical contact all afternoon.

"hyung, what do you do all day?" yongguk hummed, sanggyun looking over at him and smiling gently. "i hang around, obviously. there's nothing else i can do."

"don't you get bored when i'm at my lectures?" the younger boy hummed, sanggyun shaking his head. "no. well, sometimes. i find something to do eventually."

yongguk nodded, before sitting up and smiling at him. "do you want me to get you a phone?"

"a phone?" sanggyun pondered, shrugging. "i don't know. do you want to?"

"of course, if it can make up for me not being by you all the time," yongguk grinned, standing up and grabbing his laptop. "come. what do you want?"

"anything," sanggyun grinned, reaching over and kissing yongguk's forehead. "thank you for this. you sure you have enough money?"

yongguk knew he had to cut his budget up in half for the month, but he didn't mind. as long as his boyfriend was happy.

"ah, also," sanggyun mumbled, looking over at yongguk who started searching for good phones. "has kenta been really weird lately?"

yongguk looked over at him with a frown. "no. why?"

"i don't know..." sanggyun shrugged, looking down. "he just... he looked at me with such disgust when he saw me, it hurt a little."

"did he?" yongguk furrowed his eyebrows with a pout. "maybe it's because of the whole, you know... you being a ghost thing."

"i don't know, maybe," sanggyun muttered, letting yongguk continue on with his search for a phone.