breaking down. jookyun ✔

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i changed it so Changkyun is at least 23 and in college, so everything happened still, he still lives w his mom because of the reasons that'll come up later, anyways. enjoy

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Changkyun grabbed out all the condiments from the fridge and bread and some other things from the cupboard. "Let's get you eating." He nodded, opening up the bread and laying them out. He tried his best not to squirm when he made his sandwich. It smelled gross but it was whatever made Jooheon happy. "Here is your food," he moved the plate forward over the table to him. He closed the lids on it and when he went around him, he ruffled Jooheon's hair, hoping to cheer him up.

When Changkyun put the food in the fridge, he turned around and sat down on the chair. He was about to ask Jooheon what was wrong but the door flung open and Jooheon already stuffed his face full without a word. Changkyun took one glance at Jooheon before he looked at the person standing in the doorway.

Kihyun or honey which is what everyone else calls him, walked into the door and shut the door with his foot. His hands were full with what seemed to smell like food. He walked towards him, nodding to him as a hello. He sat the food down with a smile, "I dropped by to see you," He sat as close as he could to Changkyun, like he always did. "I brought chinese for you and your angel." he nudged his shoulder. "speaking of which, where is he?" he asked, looking around the small space in the kitchen.

Changkyun stared at Jooheon who was sitting in front of them. he knew that Kihyun couldn't see him, obviously. He shrugged his shoulders and opened up the box of chinese and grabbed the orange chicken and grabbed the chopsticks, leaning back into his seat, "I don't know, he leaves at different times." he paid attention to his food.

As the room smelled like freshly made food, Kihyun looked at him with a smile, "I would be lying if I said he wasn't hot." he suggested, looking at his nails and yawning to himself since he never ate while he brought food over.

Changkyun almost rolled his eyes out of his head, "I lost my appetite." He muttered and put the box down on the table, he looked at his watch and crossed his arms over his chest, "don't ever say that to me again." he glanced at Jooheon who was across the table.

The chuckle heard from in front of him took Changkyun's attention off of Kihyun and onto Jooheon. "At least someone agrees with me," he winked at him to tease before he stood up and walked over to Changkyun, sitting on the chair opposite of Kihyun. 

The two boys were huddled up against Changkyun. one on his right and one on his left. "Oh come on now, why is that gross? he's a lot better looking than most angels." he sat his head on his shoulder, a pout laying on his face.

Changkyun shook his head, "He is a little cute but that's it. nothing else, not hot, not sexy, nothing." he muttered, packing up the food for leftovers for dinner that night. 

Kihyun frowned, "You're no fun," he mumbled and got up with a sigh, "I'll be going then." he patted Changkyun's back, "Tell your hot angel I said hey." he winked and slung his jacket over his arm before he waved and stepped out of the apartment.

Once he left, Jooheon turned to him, "So I have a secret admirer huh?" he laughed, running his hands through his hair. "I wish someone talked about me like he does," He spoke, referring to Changkyun as the 'someone.'

"Well sorry," he muttered, "I just don't find you attractive." he shrugged and stood up and walked to the kitchen, letting the water run for the dishes while he put the left overs in the fridge. "So, what are your plans for tonight?" he asked, grabbing his wash cloth while he washed the pile of dishes stacking up in the sink.

Jooheon sighed heavily and pulled his sleeves up to his elbows, following him around the small apartment. he watched his wash the dishes, deciding to be too lazy to help, otherwise he would. "Probably talk to you," he bumped shoulders with him, keeping his eyes on the other.