Seungyoon stood outside the dorms as the temperature steadily dropped, waiting for the arrival of a certain Song Minho.

He sneezed and shivered in the cold, wondering if he'd made the right choice. Minho had seduced him into staying for dinner and strawberry yoghurt. He'd agreed to come over as soon as his schedule finished, but that idiot was nowhere to be seen. If he'd known Minho would go out he'd have gone home to cuddle with Thor in the warm comfort of his bed instead of freezing to death in a draughty corridor.

The sound of the lift opening caught Seungyoon's attention. He stared in disbelief as Minho stepped through, dressed in paint splattered shorts and a ratty T-shirt with a rip on the shoulder. So he hadn't gone out? Then where had he been?

Minho rushed over towards him with a familiar smile. Seungyoon glared at him as he fumbled in his pockets for the door key.

'I'm really sorry, Seungyoonie. The boiler stopped working so I had to go downstairs and report to maintenance but there was no one in the office so I had to call the company instead. Then the landlord asked me to file out an official complaint. Simon hyung told me you've been waiting here for a while, you must be cold. Come here!'

Minho pulled him into a hug as soon as he opened the door, wrapping his warm, sturdy arms around him like some kind of friendly octopus.

'Do you like the Song Minho bran