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Sunwoo, according to Chanhee, had always been difficult to deal with. Having always been the person to tease and annoy Chanhee everywhere about everything , Chanhee joked that he was born a handful and, in a way, he wasn’t wrong. Sunwoo vividly remembered the several times he got in trouble when he was younger and the variety of facial expressions that his parents wore every time, which expressed anything but satisfaction. Getting a scolding was part of baby Sunwoo’s daily routine, although he never got humbled by it.
Baby Sunwoo’s way of getting whatever he wanted was by stomping his feet and being the annoying, whining kid who the parents would do everything to tolerate before they eventually gave in and gave him what he’d been whining for as a way to make him shut up. Adult Sunwoo’s way of getting whatever he wanted was by whining, too, minus the stomping part. In short, not much had changed about Sunwoo in twenty years.
Chanhee liked to believe that someday a miracle would happen in which Sunwoo would mature and stop being so insufferable all the time, although that sounded unlikely. Don’t get him wrong, Chanhee deeply cared about Sunwoo and liked him for who he was. It wasn’t like Sunwoo was only this intolerable person who all he did was annoy the hell out of Chanhee. He was funny, caring, sweet, attentive and thoughtful and definitely one of Chanhee’s best.. friends (his relationship with Sunwoo was quite complicated, actually, which was a given considering how quite complicated and polar opposites they were. They were friends, for sure, but not just friends. Not exactly lovers, either, so Chanhee wanted to play it safe and settle for the 'friend' label). His bold and playful attitude only made Sunwoo the unique person that he was and Chanhee wouldn’t want to change a single thing about him. That miracle happening one day wouldn’t be such a bad thing, though.
Chanhee was fully convinced, however, that such a miracle would never happen when Sunwoo burst into his room in the midst of him getting ready. He then plopped down on Chanhee’s bed as if it were his (which might as well be considering the amount of time that Sunwoo spent in his room.) He was certain that the boy probably spent more time in Chanhee’s room than in his own room.
Startled, Chanhee turned to look at him and found Sunwoo sprawled on his bed while looking up at him with a frown. Before he could speak, Sunwoo beat him to it.
“Why did I just hear from Changmin that you’re leaving?”
Chanhee blinked.
“I forgot to tell you. It probably slipped my mind, sorry,” Chanhee said, turning around to face the mirror again.
“It slipped your mind?!” Sunwoo repeated, sounding horrified. “You’re literally leaving for a week and didn’t bother to tell me , your best friend. Wow, I can’t believe this.”
Chanhee furrowed his eyebrows, looking at Sunwoo through the mirror. “Why are you so worked up about this? It’s not like I had a chance to choose whether I wanted to go or not. My mom made it clear to me that I couldn’t say no to this trip. She wanted us to have a family bonding time or whatever and I obviously can’t bring you with me.”
“I know that,” Sunwoo muttered, staring at the ceiling. “I just—I didn’t want to find out now. I mean, you’re literally getting ready to leave in, what, less than an hour.”
Chanhee turned to the younger, sighing. “If I forgot to mention it to you then you know I probably thought of it as something unimportant. Frankly, it is. It’s just a family trip that is going to last only seven days and you know how boring family trips are, so I’ll probably talk to you the whole time I’ll be there.”
Getting no answer from Sunwoo, Chanhee continued. “What would’ve changed if I told you sooner, anyway? I don’t think you would’ve been able to stop it.”
“I would’ve just mentally prepared myself sooner..”
Chanhee raised an eyebrow. “Mentally prepare yourself? For what?”
Sunwoo didn’t respond once again, so Chanhee had to fully turn around and face him. The younger looked like a kicked puppy and if Chanhee didn’t know the reason why he looked like that he would’ve certainly swooned over him. Instead, he just laughed.
“Don’t tell me you’re mentally preparing myself for the so horrible seven days that you’ll have to endure because of me leaving,” Chanhee said sarcastically, a chuckle leaving his lips.
Sunwoo said nothing. There was no need to confirm anything, though; Sunwoo’s lack of response and unfaltering gloomy expression were enough.
“Sunwoo.” Chanhee deadpanned. “I’m not your only friend, please.”
“I know!” Sunwoo suddenly whined out. “I know that I have plenty of other friends to hang out with, but that doesn’t mean my days will be less horrible and boring. Isn’t there a way to come with you? I can get into your luggage or something.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. You know damn well you can’t fit in there.”
“Let me be delusional for a moment.”
Chanhee stared at Sunwoo for a brief moment, before he sighed and approached the bed to sit beside Sunwoo. The younger had always been clingy, sure, but wasn’t this too much? Chanhee couldn’t say he hated it, though; he was endeared, as well as quite entertained. Seeing Sunwoo so worked up about him leaving for seven days and trying everything to make him stay or go with him was amusing. It made his heart flutter as well, but that was only for him to know.
“You’re so damn whiny,” Chanhee said while threading his fingers through Sunwoo’s hair. “You and baby Sunwoo are literally the same.”
Sunwoo only punched him lightly in the ribs, before he wrapped his arm around Chanhee’s waist and snuggled closer to the older.
“And what about it?”
“Well, where do I even begin..” Chanhee said, chuckling when he heard Sunwoo huff.
A moment of silence, before Chanhee spoke up again. Just like Sunwoo, he also refused to let the other live peacefully.
“You know,” Chanhee hummed in thought, “what would the others even think if they saw you being so whiny about me leaving? I feel like Changmin is kind of aware, but the others would not let you hear the end of it.”
Sunwoo shifted so he could look up at Chanhee while still hugging him somehow. “This is serious and you’re laughing about it! I hate you.”
“Oh shut up. I know you love me.”
“I’d sell you to Satan for a single corn chip.”
Chanhee only threw him a dirty look before he stood up and began putting his makeup tools inside his small bag.
“That was a joke, come back!”
Chanhee wasn’t Sunwoo’s parents, though, because his whining could not give Sunwoo what he wanted, so Sunwoo’s words fell on deaf ears.
Sunwoo wasn’t the type to give up, though. “What am I supposed to do while you’re gone?”
“I don’t know!” Chanhee cried out, already feeling annoyed. “What do you usually do when I’m gone?”
Sunwoo paused, before he muttered out a “...wait for you to come back.”
Now, Chanhee wasn’t the type to feel moved easily. Hearing those words from Sunwoo, though, (the person who hardly ever admitted such things and had always been an acts person rather than a words person) prompted him to fully stop his movements and turn around to face him.
Sunwoo seemed to be in a similar state like him: a faint hue of red had spread across his cheeks and he was avoiding Chanhee’s eyes like his life depended on it. A smile tugged at Chanhee's lips as he felt his cheeks grow warm and his heart leaping up to his throat, yet he ignored it all and walked closer to Sunwoo to lay right beside him.
He was still not finished with packing up and he had to leave in probably half an hour, but the trip could wait.
As soon as Chanhee laid beside him, he wrapped an arm around his middle and tucked his face in the crook of Sunwoo’s neck. In response, Sunwoo almost automatically wrapped his own arm around Chanhee’s frame and brought him closer to himself, all while neither said anything. Chanhee thought that the younger was probably feeling extremely embarrassed right now and didn’t want to say anything that could possibly ruin the moment. For now.
“Don’t say anything about what I just said,” Sunwoo muttered, shyly, confirming Chanhee’s suspicions.
Chanhee simply chuckled. “I know you all too well, Sunwoo. I wasn’t planning to.”
Sunwoo only smiled softly before he rested his cheek against Chanhee's head and closed his eyes in content. He felt embarrassed but strangely giddy, and all he wanted to do was clasp this feeling tight between his hands like a firefly and never let go of it.
“Don’t you have a trip to get ready for?” Sunwoo broke the silence soon.
“Oh so now you want me to leave?”
“That is an entirely different interpretation of my words,” Sunwoo pointed out.
Chanhee giggled. “Yes, I do have a trip to get ready for, but I’d rather stay like this.”
Sunwoo could only smile in response and tighten his grip on Chanhee as a way to indirectly tell him that he agreed.
And Chanhee, as always, understood it.