“Hyung, I’m sleepy,” Taemin groaned. “Can we just take a summer nap?”

                “A summer nap? What’s that?” Minho laughed.

                “You know,” Taemin said as if Minho was being stupidly oblivious, “it’s a nap you take in the summer. You lie down on a reclining chair outside—you can’t lie in the grass because the bugs will get you—and it’s all warm and you can’t help but fall asleep.”

                “That sounds nice,” Minho replied.

                “It is,” Taemin smiled.

                “Then yes, we can take a summer nap. It’s a good thing I have reclining outdoor chairs though. You’re in luck, Taeminnie.”

                “I know,” Taemin replied cutely. He followed Minho outside, where it was just the right temperature for a “summer nap.” The sun was shining, but it was partially obscured by the trees in Minho’s yard, which made for excellent sleeping conditions. They set out the chairs and Taemin put pillows on each of them.

                “Sweet dreams, hyung,” Taemin said as he reclined in his chair. Minho did the same thing. He felt Taemin grab his hand, and they fell asleep, hands still linked, in the summer sun.