Cuddles~
Random little fluff drabble
Because my weekend's going great so far :3
On with the Hanchul
They were watching a movie, that's all.
Everyone cuddles when they watch movies, right?
Heechul sneaked a glance at Donghae and Hyukjae, who were watching Titanic with him and Hankyung. They were, in fact, not cuddling. He stopped paying attention to the movie altogether - he could quote it anyways - and took to staring at the tan arm that was draped across and over his side.
He felt his face heat up, and he realized he was probably blushing like a schoolgirl, when Hankyung began to absentmindedly draw patterns on his hip. It's not like it was anything sexual, it was simply a few curly-q's swirled around the patch of skin exposed above his pants from where his shirt had ridden up.
The singer tried to casually shift and sit up, anything to move the lazy hand. What he didn't expect was for the other to tighten his hold once he was done. The Chinese singer grinned down at him as he curled his hand in the dip of his hip bone.
Heechul tried to ignore the butterflies in his stomach, but failed miserably. He couldn't tell what was going on in the movie, even though he'd began to (try to) watch it again. He squeezed his eyes shut, thinking maybe if he fell asleep he'd end up in his bed alone, instead of on the couch.
He actually dozed off after awhile, waking up after the movie. He was still in the living room, still cradled against Hankyung's side. He stared up at the dancer, only to find he'd dozed off as well. The dorm aparment was empty now and the only sound was the slight snore coming from Hankyung. Heechul shook his torso gently, trying to wake him up. His arm was asleep and tingly, and Hankyung wasn't letting go anytime soon.
The younger finally blinked his eyes open and Heechul couldn't help himself but to think him resoundingly perfect like that: eyes barely open, lips barely parted, a sleepy flush painting his face. "Good morning~," Hankyung yawned, smiling, when he realized where they were. He reached both arms around Heechul's waist, pulling him square on top of him. He leaned up and pecked the tip of his nose before kissing his mouth softly, settling back down against the couch arm. "Good night~."
Heechul stared as Hankyung fell back asleep, his pink lips curling up. The singer chewed the corner of his mouth for a bit, face burning up. He finally relaxed in the hold and settled down against the back of the couch and Hankyung's chest, dozing back off. The dancer opened an eye, peaking at the other. He smirked and kissed the top of Heechul's head.
He'd have to remember to thank Donghae and Hyukjae for their plan.
But that could wait until after the nap.
Because my weekend's going great so far :3
On with the Hanchul
They were watching a movie, that's all.
Everyone cuddles when they watch movies, right?
Heechul sneaked a glance at Donghae and Hyukjae, who were watching Titanic with him and Hankyung. They were, in fact, not cuddling. He stopped paying attention to the movie altogether - he could quote it anyways - and took to staring at the tan arm that was draped across and over his side.
He felt his face heat up, and he realized he was probably blushing like a schoolgirl, when Hankyung began to absentmindedly draw patterns on his hip. It's not like it was anything sexual, it was simply a few curly-q's swirled around the patch of skin exposed above his pants from where his shirt had ridden up.
The singer tried to casually shift and sit up, anything to move the lazy hand. What he didn't expect was for the other to tighten his hold once he was done. The Chinese singer grinned down at him as he curled his hand in the dip of his hip bone.
Heechul tried to ignore the butterflies in his stomach, but failed miserably. He couldn't tell what was going on in the movie, even though he'd began to (try to) watch it again. He squeezed his eyes shut, thinking maybe if he fell asleep he'd end up in his bed alone, instead of on the couch.
He actually dozed off after awhile, waking up after the movie. He was still in the living room, still cradled against Hankyung's side. He stared up at the dancer, only to find he'd dozed off as well. The dorm aparment was empty now and the only sound was the slight snore coming from Hankyung. Heechul shook his torso gently, trying to wake him up. His arm was asleep and tingly, and Hankyung wasn't letting go anytime soon.
The younger finally blinked his eyes open and Heechul couldn't help himself but to think him resoundingly perfect like that: eyes barely open, lips barely parted, a sleepy flush painting his face. "Good morning~," Hankyung yawned, smiling, when he realized where they were. He reached both arms around Heechul's waist, pulling him square on top of him. He leaned up and pecked the tip of his nose before kissing his mouth softly, settling back down against the couch arm. "Good night~."
Heechul stared as Hankyung fell back asleep, his pink lips curling up. The singer chewed the corner of his mouth for a bit, face burning up. He finally relaxed in the hold and settled down against the back of the couch and Hankyung's chest, dozing back off. The dancer opened an eye, peaking at the other. He smirked and kissed the top of Heechul's head.
He'd have to remember to thank Donghae and Hyukjae for their plan.
But that could wait until after the nap.