Ours - Junbob

iii. junhoe

Later that day, Junhoe had walked into his and Jiwon's dorm after his last class, ready to sink into a bed and just relax to death. But when he got through a bit of distance, his eyes suddenly locked on a stream of bubbles coming out of the bedroom. His mouth subconsciously made an 'o' as he moved towards them, about to poke one but a bubble popped right on his nose which made him scrunch up his face a little.

And Jiwon had made his appearance by now, grinning at Junhoe with a raging bubble gun in his left hand and thoughts of how cute his boyfriend was in his head.

"Hyung!" Junhoe yelped in surprise when he saw Jiwon who almost jumped five feet. "Sorry, um...why the bu-"

"Just thought it would be fun to channel my inner kid for the billionth time," Jiwon replied with a beam, messily twirling around and a flow of bubbles spun with him, encasing him in some sort of rainbow flourish. Junhoe watched in absolute awe, moving forward a little hesitantly to go to his bedroom because he knew he had to rest but he eventually had no choice when the elder pulled him forward by the arm. "Come on, when is it ever not time for bubbles?!"

"I'd love to but...I'm really tired."

Jiwon instantly grew still, all the party in him deflating as he let out a very sad, weak stream of bubbles. "Aw...you should go rest, then. I'll be here, saving the universe with the mightiest form of water without my trusty partner in crime..."

Even if it was just a few words that Jiwon may have not even meant, Junhoe really couldn't help his heart smiling (because that was apparently possible) at Jiwon thinking that they were 'partners in crime'. Or maybe Jiwon actually didn't mean Junhoe at all but someone else like Donghyuk or Hanbin...

That makes sense.

"Come with me," Junhoe said, trying to take hold of Jiwon's hand and the latter reached out to try and let him take it but then Junhoe chickened out so he tried to take hold of Jiwon's wrist but then the other pulled his arm back for some reason and it was just a whole mess of backwards and forwards until Junhoe just tugged on Jiwon's hoodie sleeve and all was good. Then they were walking to Jiwon's bedroom, making the elder furrow his eyebrows. "Wait, why are we going to my one-"

"Yours is honestly way cleaner, as much as that pains me to admit."

Jiwon smirked, about to cross his arms before he realised he couldn't. "Damn straight."

"Neither of us are straight, hyung."

"Well duh, I'm super gay for you—I mean, whaaaat, who said something?"

Junhoe bit his lip which barely stopped his smile, turning on the light of the bedroom before he approached the bed and simply fell back onto it, making Jiwon fall onto him with a small, surprised 'oof'. "Finally. They should totally get some beds for lectures."  

"But then no-one would listen."

"But then more people would attend."

"Woooah..." Jiwon said with wide eyes before he suddenly realised their position and quickly rolled off of Junhoe, trying to pretend like nothing had happened as he squirted some bubbles into the air. 

Then neither of them spoke for while.

Junhoe just lay there, serene as hell with his eyes closed and a smile on his face that would get wider whenever he felt a bubble pop on some part of him or if he would hear Jiwon making some sort of quiet yet strange sound. But then very, very hesitantly, a finger poked Junhoe's side and the latter's eyes shot open. "Junhoe?"

"Ah...yeah?" Junhoe replied a little stiffly as he moved onto his side to face Jiwon who was frowning.

"Well, bubbles are pretty but they get kind of boring after a while," Jiwon mumbled, aiming his gun straight at Junhoe's face. The younger's eyes widened and he was about to object before a tiny bubble came out and popped right in front of Junhoe's eyes, making him squeeze them shut and make a short kind of yelp that reminded Jiwon of a yappy dog.