"And you're still calling me a little child?!"
Evening had fallen and the digits on the clock showed it was exactly 23:00. Both Seungcheol and Jeonghan were caught up in a pillow fight on top of Seungcheol's huge double bed.
"Han! You act like one!" Seungcheol yelled back in defense, blocking another one of Jeonghan's attacks by covering his face with a pillow.
"You were the one who started a pillow fight!" Jeonghan knew his attacks didn't help when he tried hitting him with a pillow, so instead he used the force of his entire body to push Seungcheol against his bare chest to make him lose his balance on his knees.
While Jeonghan wore the same ridiculous pajama he wore the night before, Seungcheol only pulled on the trousers, leaving his chest bare since they planned on sleeping ten minutes before. Only Seungcheol, who didn't feel tired at all, decided to keep Jeonghan up for a pillow fight since he didn't really had any other excuse to keep him awake.
But before Seungcheol fell backwards, he caught his balance and threw himself on Jeonghan. And Seungcheol, being the stronger one, totally made Jeonghan fall back on the bed, hovering over him.
If anyone interrupted them or walked inside the room they would have gotten the complete wrong idea, but to the two boys the position they got themselves in didn't feel weird at all. Although Jeonghan had to admit he let his eyes wander off to Seungcheol's slightly toned chest way too easily.
"You're mean! You know you're stronger than me and you're only taking advantage of that!" Jeonghan yelled out of frustration, trying to get himself out of Seungcheol's grip what failed miserably.
"Why shouldn't I?! You're hitting me harder with a pillow than with your bare hands! Can't I defense myself?"
"No you can't!"
Jeonghan tried to push Seungcheol away one more time by placing both his hands on his collar bone and pushing with all the force he had. A sigh escaped his lips when he realized it was hopeless and he rested his head back on the silky-like bedsheets.
"I hate you." Jeonghan humphed.
"You don't." Seungcheol giggled and slowly lowered his body, gently laying down on top of Jeonghan and clinging on to him. It might not be the most comfortable position, but it felt safe and warm for the two of them.
"You're heavy, get off of me."
"Or you just stop nagging and accept my shower of affection." Seungcheol snuggled his nose in the crook of his boyfriends neck and hummed out of satisfaction when he found a nice position.
How could Jeonghan say no to that? Even when he acted as if he hated it, he secretly loved his affection more than anything. So carefully he sneaked his hands underneath Seungcheol's arms up to his well-built shoulder blade and buried his nose in his pitch black hair, embracing himself in the scent of watermelon, Seungcheol's shampoo.
"You smell good Han.." Jeonghan brushed a hand through Seungcheol's raven black hair and looked down, only to see the cutest sight ever. Seungcheol all curled up on top of him, holding him gently and having his nose buried in his neck.
"I do?" Jeonghan wasn't used to compliments like that, since he never received any in that sort.
"Don't even get me started.."
"Then.. what do I smell like?"
Seungcheol took a deep breath through his nose, breathing out afterwards what sent a ticklish feeling down Jeonghan's neck. "You smell like.. the sea. Waves crashing in the sand. And spring, those pastel pink beautiful blossom trees that make you fall in love with the season. It's a refreshing sweet scent that lingers on you Han."
