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When Kihyun woke up after staying over at Jooheon's, it was usually with the younger boy's arm thrown over him - sleeping Jooheon had no concept of personal space (or conscious Jooheon, for that matter) - and it was something that Kihyun just had to get used to.

Since Jooheon didn't like to be alone, and had taken Kihyun's one moment of kindness during the camping party as a sign that they were now friends, Jooheon often called Kihyun, asking if he was able to come over whenever, Kihyun assumed, Minhyuk blew him off.

He sometimes said no, but Jooheon managed to sound pathetic enough that Kihyun mainly surrendered to his apparent loneliness. Last night was one of those times.

However, this particular morning, Kihyun had managed to wake up very slowly, a lack of extra body heat allowing him an extra few hours, and he woke up without the weight of Jooheon next to him.

It was uncomfortable, if only because it was unfamiliar.

He stretched, and sat up to find Jooheon in front of him, lounging in his underwear on the loveseat.

Kihyun winced away from the sight. "Well shit, someone's comfortable."

Jooheon only shrugged, "it's my apartment. Why, are you uncomfortable?"

A scoff, "with you, yes, always."

Jooheon shrugged, standing up to pull on a pair of his discarded pajama pants (which had probably been there all week), before returning to his previous position, giggling behind his phone.

Kihyun ignored it, knowing better than to ask him what exactly was so funny.

Scratching his neck, he headed for the bathroom, slowly waking himself up and using the new spare toothbrush - he'd sooner jump out the window than share a toothbrush with Minhyuk and all the ungodly germs in his overly active mouth.

When he returned, Jooheon still hadn't moved. But what had Kihyun expected?

"Pancakes or eggs?"

Jooheon didn't spare a second, "both."

Kihyun laughed, though he wasn't amused. "Of course. You know, I'm really gonna start charging you for my company and cooking."

"Add cleaning in there and you've got a deal," Jooheon joked.

"Depends, do I have to wear the dress?"

"No?"

"Then no thanks."

"Oho, I learn more about you every day."

Kihyun paused, dropping the easy smile from his face, "just to be clear, I'm joking. Minhyuk is the one who has a liking to dresses, am I right?"

Jooheon immediately grinned, "ah yes, Minhyuk." Kihyun hated the way Jooheon would sigh dreamily at the mention of his problematic lover. "Sometimes, but he's more into suits and heels."

"Yeah, I wasn't seriously asking. I don't care," Kihyun said.

"Oh shut up and go make breakfast already."

"Maybe I'll poison you."

"Then at least I'll die eating good food."

Kihyun couldn't help but chuckle.

"Yes! Oh my god, fuck yes. Kihyun, we done did it again. Minhyuk isn't mad anymore, today rules!" Kihyun didn't have to turn around to see that Jooheon was dancing happily.

He had the wall-length mirror to look at, after all.

"You're sickening," Kihyun muttered.

"Say what you want, Minhyuk is coming over in an hour, so I don't even care."

Kihyun glowered, "I'm leaving as soon as I finish eating."

Jooheon immediately deflated, turning to Kihyun with a suddenly sullen expression.

"Do you have to?"

Kihyun sighed, "get a damn dog if you're so lonely."

"Why get a dog when I've got a perfectly affectionate person right in front of me?" Jooheon spoke with a half-smile, hoping Kihyun would cheer up. He didn't understand why Kihyun disliked Minhyuk so much.

Kihyun just left the room.

Jooheon followed, messing around on his phone while Kihyun started cooking.

"Where's all the commentary? Aren't you gonna ask me how I slept?"

Jooheon laughed, "should I hug you from behind too? Are we in a drama?"

"Well, there's plenty of drama around us."

Jooheon frowned, "it's really not that bad."

Kihyun rolled his eyes, but kept quiet. They had had too many arguments about this, and he knew there was no way to convince Jooheon that he was in a very unhealthy relationship and likely it had something to do with his immense need for constant human attention.

He had no idea how to explain it. So he just stayed silent.

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