Dance With Me; Woohyun/Hoya; PG
Title : Dance With Me
Word count : 2k+ words
Pairing : Woohyun/Hoya
Rating : PG
Summary : Woohyun comes home to see a drunken Howon
The moment he stepped inside, it was dark and quiet, the small living room. But there was a trace of warmth that used to be there, for a while before it went away. The heater had been turned off so the coldness has started to seep in bit by bit. Woohyun could tell that someone was there by how the couch were covered with messy blanket and the table were practically full with papers and books. The owner must have given up and went somewhere else. That’s who Woohyun was looking for. He put down his briefcase and his jacket, before his eyes went searching for the supposed figure that should be sitting there. Because when he looked at their bedroom located just on the right of the living room, nobody was there.
He walked to the corner and switched on the light, but that didn’t really help him since nobody was in the living room anyway. But it gave him better eyesight so he wandered around a few steps before his hearing caught a soft melody playing from the kitchen. As he made his way there, he glanced at the wall clock. 12.15 am, and how did that come from the kitchen at this late?
“Howon?” He called, but nobody answered. He stepped into the kitchen anyway, and was greeted by a figure sitting lazily against the kitchen counter. Only one light was turned on so it was pretty dim, and surprisingly calming with the soft music playing, despite the few cans of beers rolling on the table as the sitting man moved his arm across the table and hit the cans away.
“Oh hmn hyung..” Howon greeted in slur. His face was flushing red, but his eyes didn’t really show that he’s completely drunk. The gaze he shot to Woohyun were filled with many non-verbal intentions that begged to be understood there and then. Woohyun sighed out pretty low.
“Why are you drinking?” Woohyun asked, approaching the younger male and stood right beside him, scanning the empty beer cans and scrunched up his nose in the process, imagining how the taste were. He’s never an alcoholic man, his tolerance is the worst. But he’s kind enough to let Howon who’s just a 1st year student in his degree to keep all his favourite beers in his fridge, it’s just he didn’t expect that boyfriend of his would finish everything in one go.
“Can’t I?” Howon looked up, joining his eyebrows in a frown and thanks to his slurring his speech, his lips formed a pout in the end of his words, as if Woohyun’s words had betrayed half of his trust and he’s acting like a kicked puppy whose being denied by its owner. Woohyun couldn’t help but to chuckle as a silent substitute reply of “No.”, ruffling Howon’s hair as the latter let his face leaning onto Woohyun’s hip. “I’m tired.. the subject.. is crazy..” He murmured against Woohyun’s shirt, slow but comprehensible to Woohyun’s ears.
Woohyun patted his head softly. “Tired enough that you drank every single existing beers in the fridge?”
“..was thirsty..” was the mutter Howon replied with his lower lips jutted out.
“And what’s with this music? Where’s your loud hip-hoppish songs?” He looked around to search for the source of the sweet, soft song that sounded really familiar to his ears before he spotted a mini radio on top of the fridge, attached on it was his thumb drive, the one he filled in his own slow and soft songs that was completely contrasting to Howon’s own liking. This is rare, Howon would kill himself instead of slaving his ears to these ‘sleepy songs’ as he concluded before.
Without noticing, the younger soon stood up with much effort because the he’s pretty tipsy to keep up with his own balance, and grabbed onto Woohyun. With a sigh, Howon rested his chin onto Woohyun’s shoulder, and wrapped his arms over Woohyun’s neck. He snuggled his face closer to Woohyun’s neck, and shut his eyes close.
“Can we slow dance?”
The soft murmur against Woohyun’s collarbone made him raised his brows in question.
“Please, hyung ah..” The beg, Howon made it purposely cute. Who could’ve resisted that.
“What’s with you tonight, Howon ah..”. Soft song instead of hip-hop, slow dance instead of some dynamic street dance. The finals was surely turning Howon into someone else, Woohyun silently pitying the younger.
“You came home late.. so I.. played this song because it’s like you’re here..” Howon slowly muttered, his warm breath gently touched Woohyun’s cold bare neck. Listening to the reply made Woohyun hold the younger tighter, wrapping his own arms around Howon’s lean waist as he pressed a chaste kiss at the side of Howon’s face. He could feel the loneliness that Howon was feeling, he even felt guilty for being away quite a lot of time in that week. And being reminded that Howon might have been listening to these songs when he’s away just made his heart shrink in wrench.
“Sorry baby, I should be home earlier..” Woohyun uttered his apology, as he slowly started to move his body to the rhythm that was playing in the kitchen. Relaxingly, Howon followed suit and rested the weight of his head onto Woohyun’s shoulder, looking to the other side so Woohyun was presented with the dark brown mob instead. And he sniffed in the sweet shampoo scent tenderly, the smell of the alcohol didn’t affect him a bit, somehow.
“It’s okay.. you’re home anyway..” Howon tighten his hold over Woohyun’s neck.
The music played softly, accommodating the mood that was undeniably serene and calming at the moment despite the fact that they were actually in the freaking dim kitchen. Hips moving simultaneously, hands loosely held each other but not loose enough to miss the soft touch on each other’s body as feathery fingertips swiped softly. Feet moving inches by inches, soon they were both slowly circling the kitchen in slow motion. Nothing was said, just mere hums by Howon who was enjoying the slow dance with Woohyun closely hugging him dearly like that. There was no urgency, no rush but slow and steady move that did the trick to make their heart to beat together in one equal pace that was calming enough.
“Hug me.. tighter..” Howon muttered again, this time Howon turned to face Woohyun’s neck again, murmuring another ‘hmmm’ when Woohyun embraced him in his tight hug lovingly, complying to Howon’s want.
Woohyun was a bit taller, but Howon was less skinnier than Woohyun and those mere differences somehow made them fit perfectly into each other, swaying left to right without much difficulties but perfection. As much as how he could feel the younger relaxed in his hold as they dance, seeing the invisible burden of studying being lifted away and so no more frown or frustrated grunts escaped the younger’s lips, Woohyun was feeling greatly relaxed as well, as if all his pending and piling works never exist at the moment.
And Howon kept on humming to the rhythm, so cutely like a little child that was trying to get the correct tune of a song. The innocence that radiated from him in that drunken state just made Woohyun grin more. It has been awhile since the last time he saw Howon turning into a baby like this.
“I miss you..” Woohyun whispered slowly, unaware of it to leap out his lips to be frank. But yeah he did miss Howon, with all of those works he needed to finish until late night, there was almost no time for him to be with Howon during his stressful studying period. Howon was never good at studying alone.
But he never realized how the younger would be quite severely affected though. Being drunken like this due to the stress alone, although he loved to be greeted by a cute Hobaby each time he gets home but it’s better not in a drunken state.
“..miss you.. too..” Howon lazily replied, hands began to fall loosely from Woohyun’s shoulder down to his biceps, tugging at the sleeve as his upper body began to lean even more towards Woohyun’s torso. From the hesitance and the action Woohyun knew the younger were dozing off already. He peeked at the clock that were visible from the kitchen and he gasped when he found out it’s already 1 am. It’s pretty late and this kid has his examination in the next day’s afternoon. He broke them both apart an arm’s length, and the younger frown as he stared droopily at Woohyun.
“You need to sleep.”
“But.. dance..” Whining, Howon tried to pull Woohyun closer but he was weak and Woohyun managed to hold him. He drew his face closer until their foreheads met, and slowly whisper yet audible to Howon,
“Sleep, dear.”
Grunting, but obediently, Howon followed Woohyun who was holding his hand, leading him to their bedroom. His steps were uneven, and before they reached into the room Howon bumped onto Woohyun’s back and almost fell if Woohyun didn’t catch him quick enough. Woohyun swiftly lifted Howon up and softly put him on the bed, with endless soft grunts escaping Howon’s lips. After he was done fixing the pillow and tugged him under the blanket, he turned around to leave Howon to sleep in peace.
“Hyung..” Howon called again, his eyes were half opened as he reached out for Woohyun’s hand. Sighing in defeat, Woohyun scooted closer and held Howon’s hand. Eventually, he lied down next to Howon, the latter quickly snuggled up to Woohyun who still hasn’t changed his outfit. Howon smiled as he buried his face onto Woohyun’s chest, breathing in the sweet cologne scent Woohyun put that morning. It was mildly there, but Howon loved how the cologne mixed with Woohyun’s own sweet scent.
The hair on Howon’s forehead were brushed away by the Woohyun’s fingers that were later brought down to softly caress the younger’s temple and cheek, and rested on the jawline as the thumb pad circled the spot near the ear. That caused Howon to quirk a grin, Woohyun knew he got ticklish being touched there, and it made Woohyun smiled as well.
“Hyung..” Howon called.
“Hmm..?” Woohyun hummed a reply, raising his head to look at the younger who was having his eyes shut already.
“Woohyun hyung..” He called again, his voice was raspy yet cute.
“Just sleep.” Woohyun shifted a bit so his other hand could pat softly on Howon’s back, trying to put him to sleep. Howon moved closer to him, hugging his waist and pressing his face on Woohyun’s collarbone as he moved upward so his forehead met Woohyun’s chin.
“Sing.. for me..”
Woohyun chuckled. To some, Howon might be a very annoying drunken boy with ridiculous demands. But to Woohyun, he found it adorably cute he was actually trying hard not to squish the younger to death. Howon’s other hand that wasn’t on his waist was on Woohyun’s shirt like a baby’s fist that curled up into a ball, tugging on it as a cue for him to start singing already. With the faint melody that could still be heard from the kitchen, Woohyun softly sang out a slow song. It started off with “Baby my love beautiful..” It wasn’t too loud, wasn’t too slow, but enough for Howon to be put in a trance at second, and slowly his tug on Woohyun’s shirt loosened up and fell softly beneath his own chin.
The sleepiness was infectious, soon Woohyun’s own eyes were wrapped with utter drowsiness as his singing had slowly turned to a humming. After hearing the soft snore from Howon who had been completely sleeping peacefully, Woohyun propped himself with his elbow for a while, scrutinizing the younger with a loving gaze before he leaned onto Howon, planting a soft kiss on Howon’s cheek. Then, he went under the blanket and drifted into the dreamland, hugging Howon tightly as to never let him go and wishing the night would be stretched longer and the time would elongate more as they sleep.