ISS 2012: for romeyeol
Title: Desperate Times Mean Desperate Measures
Pairing/Focus: Woohyun/Sungyeol
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 4,703
Summary: With every household appliance that breaks in Infinite’s dorm, a bit of Woohyun’s sanity is heartlessly demolished along with it.
To: romeyeol
From: Your Secret Santa
( Their shower is the first thing to break. )
Pairing/Focus: Woohyun/Sungyeol
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 4,703
Summary: With every household appliance that breaks in Infinite’s dorm, a bit of Woohyun’s sanity is heartlessly demolished along with it.
To: romeyeol
From: Your Secret Santa
( Their shower is the first thing to break. )
Sungyeol looks really, really nice in beaters, clinging to his chest with sweat, even better when his arms flex and the hint of muscle lurking in his biceps curve under his skin with every lift of the weight upward. He’d traded the smaller dumbbells for ten pound ones (and even those looked oversize for Sungyeol’s thin arms, bless him, Woohyun thinks), and they’d only made his arm swell further from the exertion. Woohyun almost loses his footing on the exercise machine, and death by cross trainer just sounds embarrassing.
EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS IS PERFECT.
checking out Sungyeol’s small, practically nonexistent ass
I am so obsessed with that nearly nonexistent ass, I’m glad this Woohyun is too.
and his thumb is sucked past his lips to abate the pain. Woohyun begins to think he has an oral fixation. Or maybe it’s just a Sungyeol fixation, because when Sungyeol screams at him to fetch a bandaid, Woohyun dazedly admires the line of Sungyeol’s neck and how his Adam’s apple bobs before springing into motion.
HAHAHA POOR WOOHYUN.
permanently sat his lack-of ass in the forefront of his brain.
SO BEAUTIFUL.
THE EXCHANGE WITH SUNGGYU MADE ME FLAIL WITH DELIGHTFUL. Poor leader. So longsuffering.
Dongwoo looks beside himself with happiness on the couch, Sungjong presumably given the job of calming him down. He’s sat stoically on Dongwoo’s stomach, flipping through the menus on his phone.
All my OT7 feels!
From: Sungyeol
i’m freezing my tits off, woohyun
To: Sungyeol
I’m sorry? =__=
From: Sungyeol
make room, i’m coming over
Woohyun takes thirty seconds to digest this, and then another ten to fully process it, but by then Sungyeol has twisted the knob and waddled into the room, covered head to toe in his comforter.
HOW ARE THESE TWO SO PERFECT?
“I’m too pretty to die of hypothermia.”
Truth.
and with him comes legs and breathing that Woohyun has deemed maddening and feelings.
Stupid, infuriating feelings that make Woohyun feel like so much more than his heart-tossing, silver-tongued public persona, that draw out Nam Woohyun and sometimes make him wish for things that Idol Woohyun would never dream of--that he and Sungyeol were both normal, nondescript guys who liked each other, inexplicably, and lived quiet lives that meant he could kiss Sungyeol without worrying about Image and Career and Infinite.
YES YES YES.
“Nope,” Sungyeol says, and Woohyun belatedly realizes that Sungyeol has stolen his pillow. And Sungyeol drools. “Dongwoo is hogging him. Insulting, really,” he sniffs.
Hahaha Dongwoo and Myungsoo all cuddled up in bed together! Nothing could be more adorable! It’s like a puppy and a kitten all cuddled up omg!
“You’re not repulsive,” Woohyun says softly. “Never. You’re the exact opposite of that.”
Sungyeol slowly sits up, propping himself up on one arm bent at the elbow, bangs cutting across his eyes. “And what is the opposite of repulsive?”
“Perfect?” Don’t take me seriously, Sungyeol, I’m being Woohyun--greasy, stupid, sly Woohyun--
“Do you mean that?” Sungyeol's voice is pitched low, careful, and fear belies his forced casual tone.
No, say no, Woohyun-- ”Y-Yes.”
“Come here,” Sungyeol whispers, his eyes wider than Woohyun has ever seen them, and if he let them, he’s sure they’d swallow him up.
*is dead*
So,” Sungyeol murmurs, “you wanna be boyfriends, or whatever?”
WOOYEOL CUDDLES.
We really didn’t mean to hurt hyung; he’s so little, you know?
He is so little and the most adorable! I love the idea of Myungsoo helping BFF Sungyeol ~entrap Woohyun!
Unless Myungsoo liked his accomplice role too much and decided to somehow kill the heating system, and I mean he did say he felt like an anime character being sneaky and you know Myungsoo--”
LOVE.
watch you eat foods that make your mouth more sexual than it already is
I do not blame Yeol: Woohyun’s mouth is OBSCENE.
“I definitely told Howon.”
Woohyun chokes. “Oh.”
I AM SO DELIGHTED.
“Hoya decimated my coffee maker, Woohyun, he decimated it--he clogged it up with Dongwoo’s underwear!”
OH HOYA! ♥
I WANT TO MARRY THIS FIC.
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my fic accepts your marriage proposal btw :')
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I am confident that this fic and I will be very happy together!
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