drunk° [k.dy + l.ty]

❁

a little tipsy taeyong made his way into the apartment, slowly bringing his pace to his bedroom at such ungodly hour. he didn't let himself wasted that night, doyoung would likely to scold him.

he was tired and sleepy, but the sleeping figure on the couch didn't missed his eye, doyoung. was he waiting for him?

he crawled onto the couch and into the younger's arm, resting his head on his chest and cuddles him closely. he missed being in someone's arms.

doyoung only snaked his arms around the older's petite waist, his thumb caressing the other's back. it was what he did shortly after that that made taeyong felt shiver down his spine.

a soft kiss,
and a quiet 'i love you'

did he drink too much or is he so tired his brain started imagining shit, taeyong didn't knew. but one thing he knew for sure is that the thought of doyoung is what lulled him out of his consciousness and into a peaceful slumber.