"Changkyun, why do you like me?"
"You know, I just like you. I don't really have any specific reason. I don't wanna get stuck on one thing, either. I just like you because you're you. You're Lee Jooheon, my best friend. You wake me up way too much through the night and you sulk when I forget to answer your call, but you still greet me warmly when I come home and you coo at me and baby me when you notice I'm down. As far as a reason though, no, I don't have one. Sorry if that displeases you." Changkyun provided, looking at Jooheon with warm eyes, taking the older boy's hand and bringing it to his chest, warming his cold fingers.
Jooheon hummed thoughtfully, hair messy and eyes half open. He seemed satisfied with the answer, at least for the moment. He let out a slow breath through his nose, nodding. "That's... really sweet. Thanks, Changkyunnie." He whispered, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He moved closer to Changkyun then, fingers trailing from his chest to his sides and head resting against Changkyun's chest.
"Anytime, Joohoney," Changkyun chimed quietly, a smile teasing at his own lips at the intimacy of the moment. Jooheon's fingers thrummed lightly against the revealed flesh of his side, slow and rhythmic and almost to the beat of Changkyun's heart. He hummed every now and again, songs Changkyun didn't recognize but would likely hear in the days to come, when Jooheon had more energy and was able to flutter about the rooms singing and rapping along to whatever song had held his interest, cleaning or dancing or pacing or whatever else Jooheon would be in the mood for that day. His breath slowed after a while, his drumming coming to a slow stop, toes that had been rubbing along Changkyun's shin to provide friction and warmth stuttering before slumping against Changkyun's foot.
