"next stop, king's cross, london. if you see anything suspicious-" hyungwon tuned out the voice speaking over the intercom while he started to gather his things and telling minhyuk he had to go.
the moment he stepped off the train, he stretched and started looking for silver and blue hair, however, once he found wonho in the crowd, he noticed that he no longer had silver and blue hair. instead, he was now blond.
hyungwon ran up to wonho and hugged him while letting go of his luggage. he quickly kissed him which made them both blush before grabbing his suitcase again. wonho grabbed his free hand and lead them out of the building.
"so, wanna drop off your things and then go for a walk or to some tourist attractions and pretend to not speak english?" wonho offered, swinging their hands childishly.
"sounds great, will your roommate still be there or has he already moved out?"
"oh he's still packing, i think."
the rest of the walk was spent in silence, for the most part. there were occasional comments about things they saw, like how there was a bin placed on top of a bus stop sign, or how there was a single, dirty shoe by the side of the road.
when they arrived at the older's house, hyungwon noticed they were in a nice neighborhood making him ask, "damn boy, are you rich or something? i probably couldn't even afford a crappy one room apartment in this city."
"nah, my dad is though, so he pays rent. did you really think i can afford this while working at a cafe?"
"stop pointing out my mistakes."
hoseok used his free hand to reach into his back pocket to get the key, before realizing he forgot it when rushing to meet his boyfriend. he loudly knocked on the door before ringing the doorbell several times before the door opened to reveal a blond guy, just slightly shorter than wonho.
"you forgot your keys again, didn't you?" jackson said, stepping out of the way for the couple to enter the house, which hyungwon guessed to be of the georgian period.
they went inside and wonho immediately saw his key with the woodgreen keychain sitting there, on top of the coffee table in all its glory, even shining in the sunlight.
"so anyway, when are you leaving?" wonho asked the other blond while kicking his shoes off. hyungwon did the same before sitting down on the couch which was half covered in jackson's belongings.
"uh, i'm planning to be at the airport at like, 5, so i'm gonna leave at 20 past 4 or something," jackson then noticed the lanky boy sitting on the couch, next to the pile of shirts.
"did you know french numbers make no sense? like ninety is quatre-vingt-dix which directly translates to 4-20-10."
"hoseok what the fuck-"
"oh would you look at that? let's go hyungwonnie, we need to look around before heading to kihyun's." he said practically dragging his sleepy boyfriend out of the house.
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what the hap is fuckening am updatinf :00000
anyway 500 words i-
finally a chaoter with more than 200 words
btw thank for all the covers uwu
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warm snow // hyungwonho
Fanfiction"do you think if i mixed starch and salt it would make warm snow?" in which hoseok texts a stranger at ungodly hours
