Day Six: Wearing Each Others’ Clothes

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Jiyong froze at the doorway leading into the living room.

“Wh-what, what are you wearing?” He stuttered out, staring at the lump sitting on their sofa. Seungri was on the piece of furniture, burying his nose into the sleeve of Jiyong’s humongous, fluffy sweater; sniffing and sighing into the fabric in content and relaxation.

The blonde jerked up, broke out of his dreamy state and twisted around, staring at Jiyong’s figure in undeniably, horror.

“J-Jiyong!” He gasped and stood up, but then sat back down after realising what he was wearing and what he was doing previously. “Weren’t you taking a shower…?”

Slouching against the door frame, Jiyong squinted at Seungri, “Yes, I was, and I finished my shower?” He, himself, was now also unsure and confused.

“Oh.” Seungri answered back, completely flushed. “Well, ah, I’m… I’m… Wearing your clothes…?”

“What, why?” The older frowned, “Is it because you don’t have enough? You need to tell me Seungri, if you need anything, okay? I told your parents that I will take care of you and if you want clothes, just tell me. There’s nothing wrong or embarrassing in that-”

“STOP!” Seungri cried out, covering his ears with his hands. He avoided meeting eyes with Jiyong but it didn’t stop Jiyong from reading the emotion expres