Grey clouds rolled in the sky while thunder roared angrily, booming across the city. Streets were almost flooding due to the heavy downpour and the trees were flailing from the strong wind. Himchan let out a deep breath as he lifted one corner of the curtain, watching the turmoil outside. The storm might last until tomorrow noon, the weather forecast had said.

“Yongguk,” He called from where he was standing, earning a hum in response from the man. “I don’t think we can go grocery shopping anytime soon.”

Yongguk looked up from the movie that he was watching. “Come here,” He said, patting the spot next to him on the couch. His attention returned to the characters on the screen as Himchan strolled towards him, letting out a surprised groan when the younger man plopped down onto him, instead of the empty spot.

“I can’t see,” He mumbled.

“It’s cold. We should keep each other warm,” Himchan said, but he shifted between Yongguk’s legs and leaned back so that the older man could watch the movie properly.

It was slightly hard to understand the movie’s plot fully when the loud pouring of rain and howling wind were drowning out the actor’s voices, but they watched on, absentminded, in silence. Lightning flashed across the sky more frequently and thunder increased too, growing louder. Yongguk raised the volume of the TV. He grunted when Himchan moved away from him and stood up.

“I’m going to fix some food.” Himchan said, leaving for the kitchen. By ‘fix some food’ he actually meant making coffee and microwaving some leftover pizza. He cringed as he set the timer for the microwave, thinking about how they have been eating nothing but takeout food for past few days. It was unavoidable; they both worked during the day and were usually too tired to make dinner when they got home. At those times he would miss his family, especially his mom, and would think