prompt by 4ddddani:

'Socks on a cold, lazy winter night.'

a/n: i'm back after such a long time, it's almost been half a year i'm so sorry ;-;

also, this is like something i wrote in a rush? i finished it in half an hour orz i hope it's not that bad :(

please love this drabble collection!

and special thanks to the wonderful dani that gave me this prompt! i <3 you!

have fun!

- hanie

Myungsoo sighs. He hasn't been feeling well the past few days and is now trying to find some peace. But his whole apartment screams 'Lee Sungyeol' and it breaks him little by little a bit more.

“What am I going to do..?” he asks himself and looks down. With his socks (one of the many gifts from Sungyeol) in sight, he tries to get rid of all the bad thoughts.

A few minutes later Myungsoo is lying on the ground with his socks in his hands. It's rather cold but he doesn't mind (or tries to) because Sungyeol, he.. “I love you..” He sighs another time and kisses his socks. (He thanks god that he showered this morning or else he'd be disgusted by himself.)

The door opens just then and a tall lanky man comes in, breathing as if he ran like a mad man moments ago. (He probably did, Myungsoo knows too well.)

“Yah, Kim Myungsoo! Next time go yourself if you feel cold!” Sungyeol looks angry (and how he is). Spotting his boyfriend on the cold floor makes the elder burst out a lot more, “And why the heck are you lying on the cold floor, you bastard?!”

Myungsoo, not interested in the anger in his lover's eyes, sighs for the nth time. “I love you..” he repeats himself and kisses his socks again.

“Don't give me that ! Why would a human even love socks that much?!” Walking up to him, Sungyeol kicks his stomach (lightly). “Stand up and wear some socks! Here!”

Again, sighing, the younger man moves into a sitting position and musters the things the other was holding in his hands. “Are those..?” Disbelief is written all over his face. “You seriously..?”

“You asked me to, of course I'd buy them! Sunggyu's my co-worker anyway, so I got him to sign them, too!”

“OHMYFREAKINGLOB, SUNGYEOL,THAT'S SO, DO YOU KNOW HOW EXPENSIVE THOSE ARE?!?! LIKE, , , SUNGYEOL, THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!” Myungsoo jumps into his boyfriend's arms and kisses his face everywhere. Then he eyes the socks, gently touches them and squeals, “Holy , Sungyeol! They're so soft, gaaaaawd! How will they feel on my feet??” he wonders and tries them on, carefully, because he doesn't want to ruin, break or mess them up. “THIS IS HEAVEN, I TELL YOU!”

Rolling his eyes, the tall man sits down on the couch and lies down. “What about the socks you were kissing before? Aren't they special anymore?”

The fanboy quickly shakes his head, “Of course not, what do you think? They're still special!” He grabs them and throws them towards Sungyeol, “Here, put them on and love me!”

Perking up and just a bit (or more), the elder sits up. “You serious?”

A smile is the only thing he needs as approval.

Guess, what they did on that cold, lazy winter night! ;)