Ours - Junbob

xx. jiwon

Jiwon was pretty sure that it was something akin to two am when Junhoe walked into his room and crouched down next to his bed, on one knee as he gently poked Jiwon's cheek and whispered, "Hyung, gotta wake up." 

"If you're not here to cuddle with me then go away," Jiwon slurred sulkily, still having no sense of conscience or what he was saying as he tried to roll away but Junhoe didn't let him, holding on tight to the sheets.

"Come on, please."

"Die."

"That's not very nice."

"It's bloody somethin like two am-"

"It's five."

"That's not much different," Jiwon mumbled, blinking his bleary eyes open as he tried to sit up before giving up almost straight away, flopping back down. He could vaguely hear Junhoe saying something, or maybe laughing at him but sleep was so welcoming and nice that this was probably the one time that he didn't care about the younger. Though, he was rethinking that when Junhoe kissed his cheek, and Jiwon burnt up far more than was reasonable.

"I told you we had to wake up early. Trust me, it wasn't nice for me either."

"What about my classes today..."

"No classes, you can catch up later."

Jiwon groaned loudly, shifting onto his stomach as he laid his face on his pillow for a moment before slowly raising his head just before he reached the point of suffocation. Junhoe was looking at him fondly, a look that Junhoe himself probably didn't realise was on his face as he suddenly seeming less urged to wake Jiwon up and the elder smiled a little as he rested his head back on the pillow, not taking his eyes off of Junhoe. "What are you staring at?"

"I've just never really seen you this fresh from waking up, when you're still in bed."

"And?"

"It's quite enchanting."

Jiwon let out a quiet laugh at the odd wording, wanting to swipe at Junhoe but he wasn't about to remove any part of his body from his blankets. "You're so weird."

"You've only just realised?" Junhoe asked, a smile gracing his face and it was so incredibly, ethereally pretty in Jiwon's hazed mind that it made him murmur a small, "Come here," as he leant forward a little, and then he was pressing his lips gently to Junhoe's which felt so soft and so perfect and Jiwon loved them so much, more than he'd like to admit. He hummed in merriment when they broke apart a moment later, closing his eyes once more as he burrowed into his sheets, satisfied.

"I love having a boyfriend..."

"I know you do, so get up before you lose him."

Jiwon gasped in offence as he stared at the younger in shock who shrugged, not looking very apologetic so all Jiwon could do was pout and bear it as he slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes as his blankets fell off his torso and everything was horrible and cold. He just sat there for a moment, cursing his existence before looking to the side to tell Junhoe to go away but then he was giving the younger a onceover, looking at his position, at his bright face looking up at him and a shy smile fell on Jiwon's lips when he made a certain link. "Wow."

Junhoe was clearly confused, a soft blush rising very lightly across the bridge of his nose. "What?"

"I'm just imagining, what it would be like if you proposed to me like this."

This time Junhoe's blush came full-force, almost raging on his face as his eyes widened and he quickly looked down at himself, his eyes widening even more when he saw himself on one knee and all Jiwon could do was giggle as Junhoe scrambled to get up onto his feet, looking very ready to run out which he eventually did (more like very brisk speed-walking) when Jiwon failed to reach out to him because he was laughing too hard. Honestly, Junhoe would be the end of him.