"Thanks for the ride man" Seonghwa says with a small grin. Hyunjin nods curtly, he then waves for Seonghwa to leave.

"Yeah yeah, I know how much you hate taking the bus. Now hurry up, I wanna head back" He ushers. Seonghwa rolls his eyes, a smile still on his lips.

They had gone out with a few other friends but as it grew late he knew he had to leave. He promised Hongjoong it would only be for a few hours. Since he didn't drive there he practically had to beg the younger to drive him home.

"Whatever. See ya" He steps out and Hyunjin salutes briefly at the same time Seonghwa slams the door shut. He watches as the car drives off and disappears down the street.

He notices that his mom wasn't home yet, as he had predicted. He makes his way inside with a small yawn. "I'm home" He announces as he twists the house key in the door.

He's first greeted with Chohee on the couch with a tub of cheese balls between her legs, the one their mom purposefully hid away. The TV flashing and lighting up the dark room. The characters singing and he knew it was on the kids network.

He furrows his brows and flicks on the lights. The living room was a disaster. Pillows thrown across the room. The small flower vase on the coffee table tipped over and now on the cream colored carpet. Food crumbs all over the floor and couch.

Chohee looks up at him with wide eyes, lips and fingers covered in cheeto dust. And with all of this Hongjoong was no where to be found. "W-what's going on here?" He demands furiously.

"I watching TB" Chohee speaks in her usual incomprehensible sentence, her cheeto dust covered hand pointing to the TV screen.

"Yeah I see that. Where's Hongjoong?" He makes his way to the kitchen and saw that the state in there wasn't any different.

"In bathroom" She points to the hallway. Seonghwa scoffs under his breath then goes to the bathroom in the hallway. He knocks loudly.

"Hongjoong? You in there?" He asks, he tries not so sound annoyed but he couldn't help it. The house was a disaster and his mom was probably on her way. He knew he was good as dead if she saw the state of her home.

"Y-yeah" Hongjoong croaks out.

"What's going on?" Seonghwa's voice softens when he hears Hongjoong's weak voice through the door. "Are you sick?"

A few moments go by before the door slides open revealing a puffy eyed Hongjoong. The shorter males forces a half smile. "You're back" He speaks and Seonghwa's brows furrows with worry.

"Were you crying? What's wrong? Did you hurt yourself" He begins looking down at Hongjoong's arms to scan for any cuts.

"No, I'm fine. Just tired"

"What happened to the house? It's a mess"

"I- I'm sorry. I shouldn't have agreed to babysit" He dips his head forward once he sees the furious fire in Hongjoong's eyes. "I'm sorry" He apologized again.

Seonghwa sighs loudly, running his hand through his hair. "It's fine. I'm gonna get Chohee in bed then we can clean up"

Hongjoong swallows the saliva in his mouth then nods, his eyes still focused on the hardwood floors. Seonghwa turns and heads back to the living room. He snatches the remote off the couch next to his sister then turns off the TV.

"Hey! No!" Chohee whines.

"Bedtime. Go brush your teeth and change into your pj's" He orders firmly, arms crossed.

"B-but-"

"NOW Chohee" Seonghwa orders loudly, his voice echoes around the house. Chohee immediately scrambles off the couch, a sad pout on her lips.

As she stomps past Hongjoong in the hallway she blows a raspberry at him. Hongjoong scoffs under his breath. I. Hate. Kids.

Hongjoong walks out of the dimly lit hallway and into the living room. Seonghwa already busied himself by picking up the throw pillows off the floor and dusting food crumbs off the couch.

Hongjoong helps by picking up the flower vase on the floor then returning the plastic fake flowers back into it's container.

Seonghwa leaves after a few silent and painfully long minutes. He goes to tuck Chohee in bed once he hears her walk out the bathroom indicating she was done brushing her teeth.

He comes back out later, running his hand through his dark hair. "I'll grab the vacuum" He says as he opens the door leading to the basement. He comes back up with medium sized vacuum.

"I'm sorry. I really am" Hongjoong immediately says, he wringes his hands nervously.

Seonghwa just chuckles at him as he shuts the basement door. "You seriously need to stop apologizing all the time"

"No but I'm the one that screwed up. Why aren't you angry at me?"

The taller shrugs. "Because there's no point" He flashes a half smile and Hongjoong felt a warm heat in the pits of his stomach. "But let me ask you something. Why did you agree to babysit even if you didn't want to?"

It was Hongjoong's turn to shrug. "I just wanted to help"

Seonghwa hums shortly. "I see.. well let's get this place cleaned up so you can go home yeah? Send me your PayPal later and I'll send your pay" He bends over to plug in the vacuum.

Hongjoong shakes his head. "N-no. Please don't pay me anything"

Seonghwa looks at him with an arched brow. "No way. You took time out of your day to babysit. I have to pay you"

"But I didn't even do my job well. The house is-"

"Stop" He says firmly, cutting the red haired male off. "I said it's fine. Seriously"

Hongjoong swallows. "I'm sorry"

Seonghwa makes his way to Hongjoong then stops in front of him. He boops him on the side of the head, a playful smile on his lips. "I said stop apologizing all the time"

"O-oh ok" Hongjoong felt his cheeks reddening at their close proximity. "S-sor- I mean.." He cringes at himself. He never realized just how often he apologizes.. until now.

Seonghwa chuckles at him. "Ok, let's get to work" The taller male turns to go grab a broom for Hongjoong to use, leaving the red haired male alone and lost in his thoughts.

The next day

San stirs awake then a loud yawn escapes his lips, sunlight streams in from him window indicating that a new day had begun.

He hears a small snore beside him and he turns to see Wooyoung still fast asleep on his bed. They were both fully clothed, Wooyoung just insisted on sleeping in San's bed the previous night. An offer San couldn't refuse. Anything to be as close to him for as long as possible...

He stares at the younger's sleeping face and drinks in a breathtaking beauty. He studies Wooyoung's features like a textbook. Wooyoung's long dark hair a disheveled mess due to all his tossing and turning throughout the night. His long lashes resting peacefully and pink lips in a relaxed line.

He took notice of the small birthmark on his lower lips and another one on his left side, under his eye. San found these small unique details very cute and pretty. He could just stare at Wooyoung forever and wouldn't complain.

His hand slides up to meet Wooyoung's cheek. His thumb gently brushing his soft skin. Wooyoung's arm wraps around San's torso bringing their bodies even closer. San flinches in surprise then scowls when he sees that Wooyoung was awake the whole time.

A smirk on the younger's lips and dark eyes watching San. "How long were you awake?" He asks and Wooyoung yawns a little, digging his face in San's warm neck.

"Long enough. So you like staring at people while they sleep?" He questions, his eyes closed. Their legs tangled underneath the sheets.

"Yah- you make me sound weird" San whines with embarrassment.

"I don't have to make you sound like anything. You do that all on your own" Wooyoung laughs sleepily at his petty comment.

San rolls his eyes and pushes himself away from Wooyoung's cuddle with which the younger pouts at the loss of warmth. "A comedian" San responds dryly. He sits up on the bed and yanks his shirt off abruptly.

"Woah there, let's at least eat breakfast first" He laps his dry lips with his tongue.

San throws him a blank look. "Is sex the only you think about? I swear to god"

"Yup" Wooyoung nods a playful smile on his lips.

"I'm just taking a shower so relax" He pushes himself off the bed and goes to grab his towel off his desk chair.

"You know, I still can't believe you sleep with stuffed animals. That has to be the most unpredictable thing about you" Wooyoung says with a small laugh when he pulls out the object poking him in the side. It was a small brown bear with a little red bow tie.

San turns to him with a small pout, he rushes over and snatches the stuffed animal from Wooyoung's hands. This causes the younger male to giggle.

"Don't touch him with your germy hands" San warns as he carefully places the bear with the rest of his collection in his closet.

"You're so cute" Wooyoung laughs heartily at the older's childlike behavior when it came to his stuffies. When they'd first met he would've never pegged San as someone who collected stuffed animals. He just seemed so rough edged so imagine his surprise upon finding out San's secret collection of stuffed toys.

San couldn't help but blush a little at Wooyoung's claim of him being cute, though he chooses not to comment on it. "It's not cute. It's just a hobby kinda like how people collect baseball cards or whatever" He shuts his closet door.

"Yeah but it's still a cute hobby" Wooyoung sits up with a half smile which morphs into another yawn. He briefly runs his hand through his hair, brushing it back from his face.

"Whatever" San turns to leave the room, towel now around his neck. His bare milky chest practically glowed in the sunlight streaming in through the window.

"Can I shower with you?" Wooyoung asks with a pout.

"No" San retorts just as the door slams shut, leaving Wooyoung alone in his bedroom.

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