Adjacent [jicheol] ×one shot×

first and last.

jihoon walked into room, silently hugging his plastic bag to his chest. it was four in the morning. he had just gotten back to the dorm from his music room. gangnam was quiet today. there wasn't a single person who had uttered the least bit of sound. everything was just so quiet.

jihoon placed the bag on the countertop of the kitchen and flipped on the lights. he had bought food and was starving so he decided to make food for himself.

"fuck," he whispered. "i'm starving."

he took out a bowl and began making his ramen as quietly as he could. his day sure was tiring. he had a lot to finish and he was beat up. his limbs hurt.

"jihoon?"

jihoon turned around and saw seungcheol. he was wearing a white shirt and boxers. his hair was sticking out in ever direction as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

jihoon found this so attractive. he's always had a thing for cheol. he just. couldn't admit it. he couldn't say that in front of cheol's face.

"hyeong? why are you still up?"

"i was worried about you. you hadn't come home and it's four in the morning."

jihoon blushed a bit and looked away, focusing on the ramen he was making.

"i-i had to finish something."

cheol nodded, sitting on the stool in front of the counter top.

"can you make some for me too?" cheol asked, tilting his head to the side.

jihoon nodded, indicating that it was a yes for him.

"thanks. i'll be back. i'm gonna change into some shorts." cheol said, walking back to his room.

jihoon quietly continued on making the ramen as his mind drifted to cheol. his big, round eyes that looked like beautiful pools of brown. his hair that when gelled, makes him look so hot. his luscious pink lips. his incredibly white neck. his skin. his husky voice. everything about cheol made jihoon swoon. he was the man who jihoon wanted to be with.

"heyyyyy~"

jihoon jumped when he saw cheol's hand which was waving in front of him.

"water's boiling."

jihoon hurriedly put the ramen in and blushed. that sure was embarrassing.

cheol whispered a small "you okay?" to jihoon, his eyes sparkling with concern.

jihoon felt warm when he saw cheol's expression. it made him feel so nice and soft.

"i'm fine."

cheol didn't say anything after that. he didn't bring himself to. it wasn't really necessary to speak when the atmosphere's as peaceful as this.

jihoon had finished the ramen and placed the pot on the kitchen counter. the pair sat across each other and began slurping away, trapped in their own, little world. it was like a small fantasy to the both of them, eating in front of each other like this. it was a moment they both enjoyed so much.

cheol stared at the small boy who was in front of him. he had sleep in his eyes but he hasn't even went to bed yet. he sure was sleepy. this made cheol's heart race. jihoon was everything he dreamed of. he felt as if jihoon was the someone he was missing. cheol couldn't help but picture out what it would be like if his lips were on jihoon's. what would it be like if had this boy all to himself.

jihoon could feel cheol's stare piercing into his head. they had just finished the ramen and jihoon was looking at the pot as he chewed. he wanted cheol to stop staring. it was making him feel uneasy. so, he did the only thing he could think of. he got up to wash the dishes. suddenly, cheol pulled him down.