Ours - Junbob

i. junhoe

Maybe Junhoe was really going mad, but the world oddly seemed like a better place now. He just seemed...happier, more so than usual, and he had no idea why.

Maybe an explanation of that could have been what happened that morning, something strange which Junhoe's heart was still doing windmills about. It was so domestic, so normal, so...bonkers.

"Happy birthday to you," Junhoe sang tiredly as he poked at his cereal. "Or, it better be your birthday since you're getting the treat of being eaten by the fabulous moi. You should be thankful."

"We are, oh-so-wonderful Junhoe!" the 'cereal' squeaked and Junhoe smirked. "Damn straight."

"What's the weird kid doing now?" a light, raspy voice asked as out of the bedroom door came a messy-haired, shirtless Jiwon and Junhoe immediately sat to attention, trying his best to keep his eyes off of the elder as he replied, "Nothing..."

Jiwon didn't really respond as he disappeared into Junhoe's room (for...some reason) and the latter sighed in relief, laying his head against the table. He wished that he had just never woken up and civilisation had taken over him and all of the little people would call him the second Gulliver and he'd be like a national icon but then he'd wake up and everyone would think that they were being terrorised and bolt off screaming—

"Anything to eat?" Jiwon called out from inside the room and Junhoe scrambled to sit up, scratching the back of his head as he said, "Yeah...I'm pretty sure we're all stocked up. Toast, eggs, bagels, cornflakes, everything."

Jiwon made a sharp gasp which made Junhoe smile. "What?! But that never ever happens 'cause we're the worst!"

"Ah I tricked Jinhwan-hyung into buying groceries for us. I gave him my own money."

Jiwon was silent for a short moment, and then his voice was softer than expected when he said, "That's ma boy." Junhoe bit his lip, dipping his head a little so he was facing his cereal which he was only poking at this point. He really hoped that no part of him had turned red.

"I'll eat some toast then," Jiwon said matter-of-factly as he resurfaced from Junhoe's room wearing...one of Junhoe's hoodies? One of his favourites as well, a black and white crossed one that looked so fashionable but was really the most comfortable thing ever. It was quite big for Jiwon since it was already larger than Junhoe (it had actually been pretty hard for Junhoe to accept that they had a weight difference at first) but he looked so nice and...to keep a story short, Junhoe loved it so much and he didn't know how to keep his feelings at bay.

"Hey, that's mine."

"I know," Jiwon said sheepishly as he walked over to Junhoe slowly, stuffing a hand in one of the hoodie's pockets. "I couldn't really find anything clean of mine so...sorry, Junhoe."

"It's alright!" Junhoe said quickly, waving his hands to show it was okay. "I mean, it's a first that someone's actually borrowed something of mine for once."

"Exactly, you're always taking my stuff," Jiwon grumbled before leaning over Junhoe to get the bread and the younger's eyes blinked, his heartbeat speeding up a little at the sheer closeness. And so maybe he wasn't quite thinking straight when the instant Jiwon started pulling back, Junhoe looped an arm around Jiwon's waist and pulled him into his lap.

"W-Woah, what the heck are you...?" Jiwon trailed off when Junhoe dropped his head onto his shoulder, hiding his burning face in Jiwon's neck. It was kind of sweet, and Jiwon felt himself relaxing just a tiny bit even if it was still weird.

But oh my God, this is probably the coupliest thing we've ever done oh my goD—

"Aren't you supposed to be in class?" Jiwon asked instead, taking a bite out of his bread (which was not toasted since Junhoe wasn't quite letting him go anywhere but eh). Junhoe finally brought his head up and shook it, his hold on Jiwon tightening. "Nah, I don't think I've got any morning classes today."