《 🎸 》 IF THERE WAS a perfect time to play that one song by Sam Smith, it would certainly be now. He bites his tongue and holds it in to not break out in song, to not sing the other male’s ear off since that wasn’t what he was here for tonight. If, perhaps, he wanted to sing, he would do so later, when they’re in bed wrapped in each other’s arms. For now, he’ll hold off, save it for later. Right now, he’s allowed to stay and that should be the only thing that consumes his thoughts. Tonight, he’ll be in Jaehwan’s arms or Jaehwan would be in his. A relieved smile curls at the edges of his lips and a small squeeze is offered to the mint-haired male’s hand.
❝ Tch. Instant noodles huh ? Only the finest instant noodles for me, then. Maybe add a little egg in there too if you’re serious. ❞ Lips press tightly together before he’s laughing. His first genuine laugh of the night, shared with the other male. Majority had been fake in the presence of other people, but with Jaehwan, it was always real. ❝ Legit though, I could use some water and maybe we can watch a movie too. Kinda thirsty after racing out of the venue to come here. ❞ He’s glad he didn’t do anything stupid either. Like get piss drunk and make out with some random girl because he was so caught up in his emotions earlier. Waking up in the morning with that sort of regret would kill him. Kill them both actually.
Fingers unravel from the other’s, arms now lifting upwards to wrap around the other’s shoulders to pull their bodies closer to embrace him fully. The bassist just wanted to hold him and he knows he’ll be able to for the remainder of the night, but right now, in this moment, that’s all he wanted to do. To let the other male know just how sorry he was for not being a better communicator and for not expressing how he truly felt. The silent treatment only ate away at him and he could only imagine what it must have felt for Jaehwan. What’s done has been done, though, and the only way they can move forward was by learning from this experience, owning up to their mistakes and doing better next time. It’s not like we’re in a relationship or anything.But it felt like one. His band mates had told him countless times that he owed nothing to Jaehwan. There was no obligation to him since they weren’t exactly exclusive. What if I want to be, though ?
❝ I really did miss you though. A lot. ❞
❝don’t mock my talents on making good ramen cheol, course ‘m being serious about it, I’d only make the best for you anyway.❞ eyes gaze upon the males’ features, admiring the slightly pink hues from either running here or from having drank some liquor, would explain a bit on why he even came here at this time of the night after shutting jaehwan out; alcohol always made a person act more impulsively. he would move into the kitchen if it wasn’t for the way their bodies had pressed against one another, arms wrapping around jaehwan and he swore he felt his knees go weak, melting into the touch of sangcheol. his own arms finding their way around the males’ waist, head slightly tilted back as dark hues gaze into another pair with the temptation to lean back in and have their lips meet once again, in fact, he could probably kiss the bassist all night until he drifted off to sleep; god the thought sounded so nice.
Lips unknowingly twitch upwards into a smile and once he realises it, it’s too late, jaehwans’ lips have formed a bright smile and he’s breaking their eye contact, to hide it by lowering his head, gently bumping his forehead against the males’ shoulder. ❝course you missed me, how couldn’t you? when all I was doing was missing you too.❞ stupid, he felt stupid, they could avoided all of this, but all because jaehwan didn’t call to say he was home, he didn’t sleep around ( not that it should even MATTER to the other ) ― got too court up in working on his music for class to do the basic thing, which would of been to send a text and ask how the others’ been, or just a simple hey; though in truth, he believes he’d still get the silent treatment. sangcheol did infact have his moments of being a jerk after all. ❝they say when a person is thinking about you, you tend to feel it too, especially if you have a connection with them.❞ slipping from the males’ grip.
Jaehwan makes his way into the small kitchen ― opening the fridge to take out a bottle of water for the other male, placing it down on the counter and moving towards the packets of ramen, grabbing two; he skipped his meal, but guess this’ll give him an excuse to eat something. ❝why dont’ you make yourself comfortable and find a movie you wanna watch for us, if you want, you can borrow some of my clothes to change, i probably have some of yours in my room anyway.❞ lips twitch into a crooked smile, amused by his own words, he sure did “borrow” alot of the older males’ clothes. ❝grab a blanket too if you want. I’ll just make us some amazing fucking ramen in the meantime.❞