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Room 209 (Hwang Hyunjin)

Originally published via Tumblr on March 29th, 2019

Genre: Fluff, plus a dash of angst, AU-ish
Request: #12 on the writing request game, "There's only one bed."
A/N: For @hyunjins-wife! I'm sorry this is so bad hon, I swear I'm losing my touch 😭

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"Hyunjin, I'm tired~," you whine through a yawn, leaning your head against the car window.

"So go to sleep," your best friend laughs, glancing at you from behind the wheel.

"I can't," you pout. "The car isn't comfortable enough. Can't we just pull over and spent the night in a motel or something?"

"I – oh, crud."

"What happened?" You straighten up a little and glance over at him.

"The engine light just went on. Looks like we will have to stop for the night, after all. See any motel signs?"

You glance out the window. "Oh, um... no?"

"Whaddya mean, no?" Hyunjin echoes in disbelief. "You've been pointing them out for the last half hour and begging me to stop at one of them!"

"I mean... no. There literally aren't any now. It's all industrial. Look!"

"I would, but I'm driving, remember?" Hyunjin veers the car toward the exit to transfer onto the next freeway needed. "I mean unless you want to crash and spend the night in a hospital, you'll have to be my eyes."

"Yeah, yeah," you huff, but your words are almost drowned out by a sudden grinding sound from the engine. Hyunjin swears as the truck splutters along, the groaning and grinding of the motor surprisingly frightening.

Poor Hyunjin barely has enough time to yank the wretched thing over to the shoulder lane before it growls once more, then dies.

You sit there, stunned, as Hyunjin tries the ignition over and over again. "What just happened?"

"No clue," he sighs. "I'm gonna take a look at the engine, see if maybe I can do something with it."

"I'll come with you – you'll need me to hold the flashlight."

"Sure – just be careful on your way out."

You nod, turning away as you carefully open up your door, glad it's too dark for Hyunjin to see the dreamy expressions you just know is on your face – but you can't help it! Not when he says such simple yet caring, gentlemanly stuff as that! True, it's probably all out of his platonic affection for you as his friend, but still...

"Yah, Y/N, light please."

"O-oh, yeah." Quickly, you shuffle over around to join him at the engine, opening up the flashlight app on your phone. You try to focus your attention on the car as Hyunjin lifts up the hood, but all you can see are his arms, corded with lean muscle from the gym, the short sleeves of his shirt leaving them on display.

You don't even notice you're staring until Hyunjin snaps you out of it with a disgusted grunt, muttering, "Ah, the battery's fried."

"W-what do you mean?" you ask, your heart pounding from the fright he just have you.

"Look, right here," Hyunjin says, pointing. "See all that white stuff?"

You wrinkle your nose. "Ew. Looks like hardened dog slobber."

Hyunjin snorts as he nods. "Yeah, that's the corrosion. See how bad it's gotten, especially around the bolts? Gosh, it's a wonder the thing even lasted this long." He sighs. "I'm gonna have to call a tow truck; there's no way I can fix this, not when it's this bad."