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"Damn, it's really cold," Jongho slightly shivered, he pulled his blanket but huffed when his feet popped out from the blanket.
"Want to cuddle to keep yourself warm?" Yeosang asked half-asleep. Jongho got up and fixed his blanket to cover his feet again.
"Nah, I'm good," Jongho answered before laying down again. "Sorry that I woke you up, hyung,"
"I haven't sleep that long," Yeosang yawned. "Wooyoung turned on the air con, if you wonder why it feels cold,"
"Really? The weather is already cold, though,"
"You know, he gets hot easily so..."
"Ahh...right," Jongho hummed. "I should've adapted quickly,"
Yeosang just chuckled. "Or you can tell him that you sometimes feel cold when he turned on the air con, maybe? Should I wake him up and tell him?"
Jongho looked at Wooyoung and shook his head.
"It's not a big deal, I can use some blankets anyway. Let's sleep, shall we?" Jongho said which Yeosang hummed. A few minutes later, soft snores could be heard from them.
Little did they know, Wooyoung heard their entire conversation and decided to do something.
***
"Jongho-ah," Wooyoung called and pulled Jongho's arm when the youngest entered their room.
"What is it, hyung?" Jongho asked, he let out confused humm when Wooyoung put a pair of mittens on his hand.
"What is this?" Jongho asked again.
"It's a mittens,"
"No, I know what it is. I mean why are you giving me these?" Jongho looked at his hand, flipping around his palm to look at the mittens.
"I heard you and Yeosang a few days ago," Wooyoung explained. Jongho looked at Yeosang who sat on his bed and shrugged his shoulders. "I'm sorry that you have to adapt to my habit. But why didn't you tell me about it?"
Jongho stared at Wooyoung, judging. "If you really feel sorry because you keep turning on our room air con, shouldn't you knit me a blanket instead? How did you expect me to wear this mittens in our room?"
Wooyoung scratched his head. "I know, it's just a warm up, okay? I'm still learning how to knit and I just borrowed the tool kit from Hongjoong-hyung, I'll knit you a blanket when my yarns comes,"
"You ordered yarns already??" Yeosang asked from his bed.
"Yeah, why?"
"That's so unlike you," Yeosang scoffed, "Would you even knit me a thing too if I told you I feel cold whenever you turned on our air con?"
"Well," Wooyoung shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe in our next life? Also that's not likely to happen, I know you feel hot if I feel hot,"
Yeosang pouted. "I get it, I get it. You love Jongho more than you love me,"
"So? Do you have a problem with that?" Wooyoung wrapped his arm around Jongho's shoulder, slightly tiptoed because of their height difference. Yeosang rolled his eyes and left the room, leaving Wooyoung and Jongho giggled at him.