A/N: I wrote this while being very bored in my 2 hour class. So this is 2 hours worth of pretty crappy writing. And if it doesn't sound like a full story, that's cause it isn't. I'm not sure if I should continue this AU but I decided to upload cos when I checked the word count it was freaking 888 words. How could I not?



Sunggyu huffs in annoyance, a light puff of air escaping from between his soft lips. Writing seemed so much easier when it was all in his head. He tosses the crumpled ball of paper to the side and pulls out yet another fresh sheet of paper. Pausing for a moment, he eyes the piece of paper in front of him, hesitating only for a second before raising it to his face to take a whiff -- ah yes the smell of fresh paper has got to be--

“Is this some weird I need to know of?” his brain doesn’t register the words immediately, the warm breath lightly tickling his ear and the strong arms enveloping him into a warm back hug sufficiently distracting him. Arms, he thinks, might just be the best thing in— “Wait, what fe-.” he splutters, cheeks tinted with a healthy blush. The short-circuit in his brain clears and he frowns (or at least valiantly attempts to furrow his brows and narrows his eyes) at the shorter man spooning him in an embrace. Does that make him the little spoon though? He muses, unsure whether that makes him happy or mad. Sunggyu’s train of thought hurtles along the tracks towards the station of “I Love Being Hugged But I Am A Real Man Can I Have Both Or Must I Choose” when he feels a nose nuzzling against the crook of his neck.

“Do I have to continue kneeling here or are you going to scoot over and let me sit?” he hears the voice say with a mock pout. The voice makes a little “oof” as Sunggyu twists his body and practically throws his body, arms flailing at the side and grabs his lover with all the force he can muster. 

“Is that a hello or are you just really happy to see me” Woohyun jokes with a smile. Sunggyu buries his by now fully blushing face in the warmth of woohyun’s chest. “You’re back early” he ekes out, voice muffled because speaking against a chest tends to do that to voices. Not lifting his head up, he tugs at woohyun’s hand (which had somehow managed to e