A Day in The Life (Au!Fic)
6:45 AM
Sungmin wakes up to the trill of his alarm and with a mouthful of Henry’s hair. He sputters for a moment, working up the will to crack open an eye as the younger man whines at him to turn off the alarm and go back to sleep. He’s reaching over to the nightstand to hit snooze, misses and instead turns it off, and let’s himself have ten more glorious minutes of sleep, burying his head back into Henry’s neck.
7:15 AM
“Min, not that I don’t enjoy sleeping in bed all day with you, but shouldn’t you be getting ready for work soon?”
7:15:10 AM
“JESUS CHRIST HENLI I’M GOING TO BE LATE, I HIT THE WRONG GODDAMN BUTTON AGAIN.”
7:20 AM
Henry laughs for a solid five minutes, the entirety it takes Sungmin to brush his teeth, shower, and hurriedly throw on some clothes, all the while yelling at him for laughing. Or at least, that’s what Henry thinks he’s doing, as his brain really can’t translate Korean that quickly in the morning hours. What he does understand is the good morning kiss he’s expected to give when Sungmin runs up to him with his already pouty lips pushed out, and continues giggling through it.
7:21 AM
“Henli you are impossible and I have no idea why I keep you around.”
“Because you love me?”
“…Or something like that.”
8:02 AM
“You’re late.”
“I know I am Jungsu, by two minutes.”
“…You hit the off instead of the snooze button again didn’t you?”
“Yes. Yes I did.”
“…”
He’s put on coffee bitch duty for the morning, and deeply resents his boss for knowing him so well.
10:00 AM
He walks in on Jongwoon and Ryeowook in a supply closet. He calmly turns around, shuts the door, and represses the urge to scream.
Ryeowook comes back to his cubicle a half an hour later, clothes slightly rumpled and cheeks more than a little flushed, stuttering out apologies that he easily waves away. No one can stay mad at Ryeowook after all.
“I’m not sorry; you should knock before you enter rooms.”
“It’s a closet Jongwoon. No one knocks to enter a closet.”
Jongwoon on the other hand, he reserves a special spot of hatred for him in his heart.
12:30 PM
He gets a text from Henry in the middle of his lunch break, eating Kimchi Mandu from the stall outside his office.
From: Henli
To: Sungmin
You didn’t leave anything in the fridge for me to eat! D’:
From: Min
To: Henry
I’m not your mother Henry; you’re perfectly capable of making your own food.
From: Henli
To: Sungmin
Good thing you aren’t, that would be incest.
Sungmin ignores that one in favor of the steaming dumpling in his hands. He’s about to take another bite when his phone buzzes again.
From: Henli
To: Sungmin
But Ming, I’m hungrrrrrrryyyyy and I just got out of class and there was no lunch for me ))))))):
From: Min
To: Henry
You DO have money you know, go buy something.
He doesn’t get a text back immediately, and then the thought hits him.
From: Min
To: Henry
…..You left your wallet at home didn’t you.
From: Henli
To: Sungmin
:’DDDDDDDDDD
From: Min
To: Henry
DAMNIT HENRY
And that’s how Sungmin finds himself spending the last ten minutes of his lunch break sprinting to the nearby college campus and handing Henry a couple of crumpled notes, grumbling at the cries of thanks and the “Sorry Min’s,” and the promises of making it up to him later.
1:03 PM
“Three minutes this time.”
“…I know Jungsu.”
“Henry forget a lunch again?”
“…”
“…”
And that’s how Sungmin finds himself on coffee bitch duty for the afternoon as well.
5:23 PM
Sungmin walks back into their shared apartment to the smell of cooking and is instantly concerned. He was nearly positive that he and Henry had come to the agreement that there was to be no touching of the stove except in dire circumstances.
“Henli, why are you cooking?”
“Because I wanted to make up for earlier!”
“There are plenty other ways of making things up to me that do not involve burning our house down.”
“Oh come on Min, everything’s going fine, see?”
“What I see is a large billow of smoke blooming from our oven.”
“What? I made sure-”
“DON’T TOUCH IT, JUST TURN THE OVEN OFF.”
They order Chinese take out from the restaurant down the street, and Henry insists on taking it out of the boxes and putting it on the plates and setting out the silverware. They have a very nice dinner with the windows wide open in an attempt to keep them from dying of smoke inhalation.
Sungmin just considers it a victory that they don’t have to call the fire department. Again.
7:06 PM
Henry is just beginning to make the day up to him when he jumps off of Sungmin’s lap rather suddenly and shouts something about being late to orchestra rehearsal.
“You’re leaving me like this?”
“I’m sorry Min, but I really need to go! Dr. Park will ream me if I’m late!”
“I was coffee bitch all day, you cannot talk to me about being late. And you’re leaving me like this?”
“I’m sorry! I love you!”
“HENRY LAU I HATE YOU.”
10:00 PM
Sungmin is taking a shower when he hears Henry arrive back; barely hearing the sheet music hit the table, and sighs. He tries to instead focus on the warm water running over his hair, letting it work out the knots of tension from the day. He smiles lightly when he hears the bathroom door open, and feels Henry’s arms settle around his waist.
“Long day?”
“Like you don’t already know the answer to that.”
There’s a light kiss pressed to the side of his neck and Sungmin sighs as they continue all the way up to his ear, the younger man lightly blowing there.
“Henli are you really trying to make it up to me from earlier now?”
“That’s what it looks like.”
“Ah.”
12:00 AM
Henry makes it up to him, twice, and falls asleep nearly immediately afterwards, snuggled into Sungmin’s side.
Sungmin stays awake a bit longer, hands running softly through the others hair, nearly cooing at the vaguely happy sounds he gets in response.
Sometimes your day sucks, but it’s the little things that help you get through.
7:16 AM
“DAMNIT HENLI IT’S HAPPENED AGAIN, DON’T YOU DARE LAUGH AT ME.”
Remember you love him, remember you love him, remember you love him, don’t kill him, you love him.
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Sungmin wakes up to the trill of his alarm and with a mouthful of Henry’s hair. He sputters for a moment, working up the will to crack open an eye as the younger man whines at him to turn off the alarm and go back to sleep. He’s reaching over to the nightstand to hit snooze, misses and instead turns it off, and let’s himself have ten more glorious minutes of sleep, burying his head back into Henry’s neck.
7:15 AM
“Min, not that I don’t enjoy sleeping in bed all day with you, but shouldn’t you be getting ready for work soon?”
7:15:10 AM
“JESUS CHRIST HENLI I’M GOING TO BE LATE, I HIT THE WRONG GODDAMN BUTTON AGAIN.”
7:20 AM
Henry laughs for a solid five minutes, the entirety it takes Sungmin to brush his teeth, shower, and hurriedly throw on some clothes, all the while yelling at him for laughing. Or at least, that’s what Henry thinks he’s doing, as his brain really can’t translate Korean that quickly in the morning hours. What he does understand is the good morning kiss he’s expected to give when Sungmin runs up to him with his already pouty lips pushed out, and continues giggling through it.
7:21 AM
“Henli you are impossible and I have no idea why I keep you around.”
“Because you love me?”
“…Or something like that.”
8:02 AM
“You’re late.”
“I know I am Jungsu, by two minutes.”
“…You hit the off instead of the snooze button again didn’t you?”
“Yes. Yes I did.”
“…”
He’s put on coffee bitch duty for the morning, and deeply resents his boss for knowing him so well.
10:00 AM
He walks in on Jongwoon and Ryeowook in a supply closet. He calmly turns around, shuts the door, and represses the urge to scream.
Ryeowook comes back to his cubicle a half an hour later, clothes slightly rumpled and cheeks more than a little flushed, stuttering out apologies that he easily waves away. No one can stay mad at Ryeowook after all.
“I’m not sorry; you should knock before you enter rooms.”
“It’s a closet Jongwoon. No one knocks to enter a closet.”
Jongwoon on the other hand, he reserves a special spot of hatred for him in his heart.
12:30 PM
He gets a text from Henry in the middle of his lunch break, eating Kimchi Mandu from the stall outside his office.
From: Henli
To: Sungmin
You didn’t leave anything in the fridge for me to eat! D’:
From: Min
To: Henry
I’m not your mother Henry; you’re perfectly capable of making your own food.
From: Henli
To: Sungmin
Good thing you aren’t, that would be incest.
Sungmin ignores that one in favor of the steaming dumpling in his hands. He’s about to take another bite when his phone buzzes again.
From: Henli
To: Sungmin
But Ming, I’m hungrrrrrrryyyyy and I just got out of class and there was no lunch for me ))))))):
From: Min
To: Henry
You DO have money you know, go buy something.
He doesn’t get a text back immediately, and then the thought hits him.
From: Min
To: Henry
…..You left your wallet at home didn’t you.
From: Henli
To: Sungmin
:’DDDDDDDDDD
From: Min
To: Henry
DAMNIT HENRY
And that’s how Sungmin finds himself spending the last ten minutes of his lunch break sprinting to the nearby college campus and handing Henry a couple of crumpled notes, grumbling at the cries of thanks and the “Sorry Min’s,” and the promises of making it up to him later.
1:03 PM
“Three minutes this time.”
“…I know Jungsu.”
“Henry forget a lunch again?”
“…”
“…”
And that’s how Sungmin finds himself on coffee bitch duty for the afternoon as well.
5:23 PM
Sungmin walks back into their shared apartment to the smell of cooking and is instantly concerned. He was nearly positive that he and Henry had come to the agreement that there was to be no touching of the stove except in dire circumstances.
“Henli, why are you cooking?”
“Because I wanted to make up for earlier!”
“There are plenty other ways of making things up to me that do not involve burning our house down.”
“Oh come on Min, everything’s going fine, see?”
“What I see is a large billow of smoke blooming from our oven.”
“What? I made sure-”
“DON’T TOUCH IT, JUST TURN THE OVEN OFF.”
They order Chinese take out from the restaurant down the street, and Henry insists on taking it out of the boxes and putting it on the plates and setting out the silverware. They have a very nice dinner with the windows wide open in an attempt to keep them from dying of smoke inhalation.
Sungmin just considers it a victory that they don’t have to call the fire department. Again.
7:06 PM
Henry is just beginning to make the day up to him when he jumps off of Sungmin’s lap rather suddenly and shouts something about being late to orchestra rehearsal.
“You’re leaving me like this?”
“I’m sorry Min, but I really need to go! Dr. Park will ream me if I’m late!”
“I was coffee bitch all day, you cannot talk to me about being late. And you’re leaving me like this?”
“I’m sorry! I love you!”
“HENRY LAU I HATE YOU.”
10:00 PM
Sungmin is taking a shower when he hears Henry arrive back; barely hearing the sheet music hit the table, and sighs. He tries to instead focus on the warm water running over his hair, letting it work out the knots of tension from the day. He smiles lightly when he hears the bathroom door open, and feels Henry’s arms settle around his waist.
“Long day?”
“Like you don’t already know the answer to that.”
There’s a light kiss pressed to the side of his neck and Sungmin sighs as they continue all the way up to his ear, the younger man lightly blowing there.
“Henli are you really trying to make it up to me from earlier now?”
“That’s what it looks like.”
“Ah.”
12:00 AM
Henry makes it up to him, twice, and falls asleep nearly immediately afterwards, snuggled into Sungmin’s side.
Sungmin stays awake a bit longer, hands running softly through the others hair, nearly cooing at the vaguely happy sounds he gets in response.
Sometimes your day sucks, but it’s the little things that help you get through.
7:16 AM
“DAMNIT HENLI IT’S HAPPENED AGAIN, DON’T YOU DARE LAUGH AT ME.”
Remember you love him, remember you love him, remember you love him, don’t kill him, you love him.
...
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