My Old Friend
Overwatch“Sanghyuk!” Wonsik grinned, rushing to hug the other man and interrupting his unpacking.
“Wonsik,” Sanghyuk laughed, trying to turn so he could hug his friend properly, “couldn’t have waited until I was done, could you?”
“Nope,” Wonsik smiled, finally pulling back so he could get a good look at the other, “god, you’ve changed.”
“Ditto to you,” Sanghyuk smirked slightly, “is that gray I see? You’re turning into an old man. Or the Asian Mr. Fantastic.”
“I was hoping for a Doctor Strange look,” Wonsik joked, “but the beard just wouldn’t come in right.”
The pair quickly dissolved into jokes and laughter, their way of silently saying how much they had missed each other.
A/N: it’s very short, I know. but I think it’s kind of perfect like this.
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