The room was too hot, even though the sun was already setting on the horizon. The sunset could be seen through the large French windows of the hotel room. The summer heat lingered inside along with all the stuff that comes with it; the feeling of being too lazy to go out, and the feeling of being far too tired to do anything else but lay on your bed with a book or the TV on. 

“I can´t believe we ditched the pool party.” The young, slender boy let the words roll down his tongue freely and slowly; not bothering to articulate too much. He was lying on his belly, one earphone of his iPhone plugged in his ear, one lying next to his face. His eyes were shut, and his lips pouty from how his cheek was squished flat on the pillow. 

The older boy was lying on his side; a lollipop past his lips moving was the only sign of him being awake. His eyes were shut, and only his eyelashes fluttered from time to time. His back was facing the other boy. He was wearing thin sweatpants and sleeveless shirt; his long, strong hands stretched and resting out in front of his chest. 

“Whatever.” He murmured quietly, making sure the other one can hear it even through his music. 

It would be good 5 minutes until they spoke again. 

“I´d kill for ice cream.” This time it was the older one, Minho, who spoke. 

Taemin took a deep breath, as if he had just woken up from hazy dream. However, he really just felt like changing the position. He his back, his left arm reached up to the pillow behind his head; his fingers ended up tangled in his own hair. All the while his eyes never opened. 

“Chocolate....” Taemin agreed with a dreamy voice. 

“Strawberry....” Minho’s tone very much the same as the other boy.

“Vanilla...” The younger one added on. 

“Lemon...” Minho lazily scratched his nose and then let his heavy arm fall back next to its sister. 

“You know, with all that stuff on it. Whipped cream..." 

“Caramel frosting...”

Then there was a silence again. Taemin´s lips stayed parted; the effort of breathing with his nose much too tiring right now. 

A good 10 minutes later, Minho turned over onto his belly; his long arms now hugging the pillow against his face. He took a deep breath with his nose and clicked his tongue against his lollipop. His eyes remain closed. 

“I wouldn´t mind being out in the pool with the rest of the group now either.” He sighed. Though there was no sign of regret or of a rebuke. 

“Hmm...” Taemin let out and then added, “I wouldn´t turn down a bracing shower.” 

In a few minutes Minho turned to his side again, this time facing the other one. 


“You know, they might be having some ice tea or naengmyun right now.”

Taemin just hummed that they might be, without much interest at all. 

“We can always order naengmyun if you want.” The younger one said after he inhaled sharply and opened his eyes to look at the tall boy next to him. He stretched his lazy body, as if he was prepared to stand up and go to the phone to get the order done. 

Minho kept his eyes shut and frowned just a little. He shuffled closer to the other one and took the spare earphone, then plugged it into his ear. He put his long leg around Taemin´s hips, letting it lie there as if it belonged there. His hand affectionately rested on the younger ones lower abdomen; covering almost the whole space with his large palm and long fingers. He the bare skin that had become exposed when Taemin´s shirt went up with all the stretching a minute ago. 

“Maybe in a while.” Minho whispered; his face was now laying next to Taemin´s head. They were sharing one pillow and listening to the same music. 

Taemin closed his eyes again and relaxed his head, resting his cheek against the other one´s forehead. His hands comfortably folded on his chest and... somewhere around the 5th song, they both dozed off. 

So much for all the things they had thought they desired at the moment...