《9: Square up》

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Husband:
Just a question

Homeless 👺:
Ask

Husband:
WHY ARE YOU STILL ON MY HOUSE DUMBASS SQUARE UP

Homeless 👺:
Hmm sofa much comfy hmm

Husband:
F * c k   o  f  f

Homeless 👺:
Nah, I like your place it's so nice :D

Husband:
I'm coming home, I hope my house will be empty when I get there

Homeless 👺:

Husband:DON'T VINE ME 👺______________________________________

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Husband:
DON'T VINE ME 👺
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Wonpil opened his door, everything was strangely so quiet, unusual, he got used to Dowoon being a loud ass everyday, even thought he just stayed there for a week. Wonpil actually told him to go away 3 days ago, but the boy pretended to not listen and he stayed until now.

Homeless 👺:
Find me ;^D

Husband:
DID YOU JUST PUT A NOSE IN A...
BOY I SWEAR, WHY ARE YOU ON MY HOUSE
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- YA! - Wonpil screamed trying to look annoyed by his voice, but he was actually smiling. - WHERE ARE YOU? IF YOU ENTERED MY BEDROOM I'M KICKING YOU FROM THE WINDOW! - He yelled again entering the bedroom when he heard a loud noise coming from the living room, something broke real bad.

- I may or may not have broken you sofa in half. - Dowoon said getting out of under the broken sofa.

- YOU WHAT? I'M GOING TO STRANGLE YOU! - Wonpil said running into Dowoons direction with fire in his eyes.

- THAT'S KINKY, GO AWAY! - Dowoon ran through the whole house, trying to not get caught by Wonpil.

- SHUT UP! I'M LITERALLY GOING TO KILL YOU, MY PRECIOUS SOFA! COME HE... - before Wonpil finished his sentence Dowoon suddenly stopped what made him bump into him and both fell into the ground, both facing eachother.

Wonpil and Dowoon blushed intensely, they didn't know what to do at that moment. Wonpil got up quickly and cleaned his clothes, Dowoon cleaned his throat and both tried to look away. Wonpil let a deep sigh goes out, "poor sofa", that's all he could think.

- So uh, it's 12am and we have to sleep, where I'm sleeping now? - Dowoon said looking at the broken sofa.

- At your house maybe? - Wonpil said half serious half jokingly.

-I live here now, you don't make the rules, also your house is way more cute than mine. I'm using your bed, good luck, I hug at night. - Dowoon smiled and ran into the bedroom, jumping at the bed.

- NO, YOU WON'T? - Wonpil said, but no replies, he was still in the living room, he sighed again and went to the bedroom just to see Dowoon sleeping soundly, "he must've been tired" was what he thought and he smiled without noticing.

- What will I do? - He whispered, trying to not wake up the boy. - I guess I can just lay here and uh... - Wonpil got into a comfortable position, they were back on back and it was a really cold night, he was lucky that his blankets were fluffy and soft.

Wonpil was almost sleeping when Dowoon turned to Wonpil's side and hugged him, not so tightly, but it was still warm, Wonpil opened his eyes in a bit of shock, he didn't want to wake the other boy, but why was he hugging him, "annoying" he thought at first, but it was freezing, they were on winter and it was under -0C, as the night grew it got colder, so Wonpil decided to use Dowoon as font of warmth, he turned to Dowoon and hugged him tightly, he was tired so he slept right away, face to face with Dowoon, both hugging eachother.

《True soft hours y'all》

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