045.
"You know something," Hankyung said as he chewed on a straw, can long empty.
"I know a lot of things. More than you, anyway."
"I hate you."
"I hate you too."
Hankyung grinned before he chucked a pillow over, hitting Heechul squarely on the head.
"YAH! This head, and this hair, is more precious and worth more than you'll ever be," Heechul said when he turned, sneering at Hankyung's own, limp hair and complacent smile.
"You lie, you love me," Hankyung said as he darted closer and moved his fingers to the Alt and f4 key. Heechul eyed him warily.
"Okay, fine, I love you."
"That's a good boy." Hankyung pecked him on the check, pressing down on the keyboard anyway and smashing Tab and Enter as Firefox asked if he'd like to save the tabs for the next time it started. He could still hear the growls of frustration from the kitchen.
"I know a lot of things. More than you, anyway."
"I hate you."
"I hate you too."
Hankyung grinned before he chucked a pillow over, hitting Heechul squarely on the head.
"YAH! This head, and this hair, is more precious and worth more than you'll ever be," Heechul said when he turned, sneering at Hankyung's own, limp hair and complacent smile.
"You lie, you love me," Hankyung said as he darted closer and moved his fingers to the Alt and f4 key. Heechul eyed him warily.
"Okay, fine, I love you."
"That's a good boy." Hankyung pecked him on the check, pressing down on the keyboard anyway and smashing Tab and Enter as Firefox asked if he'd like to save the tabs for the next time it started. He could still hear the growls of frustration from the kitchen.