“Yongguk hyung,”

“Yes Junhong?”

The elder looked up from the book he was reading, and his jaw dropped. His eye's trailed up the others pale legs, and kept eyeing them until they halted at the hem of his dark black boxer shorts, and – was that Yongguk's tank top?

“I'm ready for movie night!” the teen grinned, a bowl of popcorn in his hand. Yongguk gulped and scooted over, letting the 17 year old get comfortable next to him. Junhong climbed onto the couch and tucked himself next to his hyung.

The 24 year old closed his eyes and wondered if he could wait a year before running his hands up those legs of his.