you make my day | soonhoon ✓

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YMMD // 05
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jihoon throws himself on the bed and rolls around to wrap himself up with blankets. soonyoung just had to turn his back so he could hide his flushed cheeks, and he absolutely hates it. why does this have to happen? whenever his friend is around, he would always feel his heart in comet speed. this is why soonyoung believes that it's not just angular momentum that makes things go around, sometimes it's love. most of the time, it's lee jihoon.

"why did you want to come over?"

the small boy chuckles, "come on, soonyoung, it's been decades since we actually talked. you're too busy with your studies."

"you know i can always adjust if you want a hangout. you're always busy with your music projects, it's like you barely have time for everything else," soonyoung's tone changes, and jihoon notices it right away. with a wide smile, he walks up to his friend and starts to tease him, "you miss me, don't you?"

soonyoung furrows his brows and avoids eye contact, "i don't. i'm just saying that you're too busy to even make time for me."

"sounds like you just miss me, soonie," jihoon giggles and messes up his friend's hair before going back to the bed "well i'm here now with you, babe, what do you want us to do?" such nicknames have always been used by jihoon. he likes it, and they both know it's entirely platonic. jihoon just loves to create tons of nicknames for soonyoung because he knows that it annoys the latter.

actually, it doesn't annoy soonyoung at all. but he does feel it sometimes, because it's like jihoon is making fun of his love.

"nothing."

"okay i'm leaving-"

"no, stay," soonyoung orders "we don't really have to do anything. as long as you're here to keep me company, it's more than fine." honestly, jihoon didn't expect those words from his friend. so he decides to keep his mouth shut for a moment, until he thinks of another topic to break the ice, "why are you studying so much though? finals is like three weeks away. you should be getting some sleep."

"why are you awake then?" soonyoung questions, putting a little more empasis on 'you'

"i can't think of lyrics for the music project with cheol. it's kind of frustrating, because he's really great at a lot of things and i adore him so much. and then there's me." jihoon continues to blab about seungcheol and drag himself while the older boy just rolls his eyes. ah, that fucker again, soonyoung muses.

"you really won't be able to write more lyrics if you think so much about it. at least get a break from trying to impress seungcheol, jihoon."

jihoon gets slightly offended at the reply, but he shrugs it off. soonyoung might just be stressed, or not in the mood. and jihoon wants to keep it light, but why does it seem like soonyoung always gets grumpy whenever seungcheol gets mentioned? is there something wrong, perhaps? he shakes his head, not trying to entertain the thought further. it's just going to make things even more confusing for him.

"soonyoung, i'm not trying to impress him. you know that this is a huge deal for me to have a project that i really love."

"with the person you really love, i fucking get it," soonyoung's grip on the pencil goes tighter "congratulations, i'm so happy for you. i hope you're having so much fun."

"okay now, what the fuck is your problem?" jihoon is confused at this point. soonyoung is clearly mad and he doesn't have a single idea why he's suddenly cross. "if you're getting jealous that i'm spending more time with him nowadays, you can just fucking tell me, you know?"

"i'm not jealous!"

"well it seems like it! it's not that hard to tell, soonyoung!" jihoon raises his voice. but when he notices that his friend is already so close to bursting into tears, his expression softens. he knows that soonyoung isn't the type to cry in front of people, mostly because the boy grew up with his father's casual mockery of men who seem "too feminine" and weak when they cry. knowing all of that, and seeing soonyoung crying right now just makes things heavier for jihoon.

he stands up to give the boy a hug, "i-i'm sorry, baby, i didn't mean to shout. i'm sorry i haven't been a good friend."

soonyoung hugs back and closes his eyes, not wanting any more tears to fall. but he knows that his friend wouldn't really mind if he sobs onto his shirt unceasingly. jihoon holds him in silence, rocking him slowly as his tears soaked his chest. "it's okay. i'm just overwhelmed with a lot of things at the moment. i just...i love you so much," soonyoung quivers, and jihoon holds him tighter, along with the words saying that he loves him back. soonyoung wishes for this moment to last. there's something about being in jihoon's arms that makes it feel like this is the closest he has ever been to whisk through space- trace the trail of every comet, dive head first into galaxies, spill satellites upon sun-kissed palms.

soonyoung is too sure, he doesn't want gravity to pull him down again.