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gyuvin is on the verge of sleep when he hears the door to his dorm softly click open and closed. through groggy and half-lidded eyes, he can see that the clock reads 10:54pm. he turns around in his bed, duvet messy over his body, as he tries to ignore the shuffling noises throughout the room.
he assumes it’s just one of his roommates that has walked in, so he just tries to tune out the noise, but feels himself brought back from his nearly-asleep state when the side of his bed dips.
he lets out a small and tired groan of confusion as he lifts his head to see who’s sitting on the side of his bed, but fails to catch any features on the persons face due to the darkness of the room and how his vision is still fuzzy with exhaustion.
“don’t worry, hyung,” he hears, now familiar voice in a whisper. “it’s just me.”
gyuvin shuffles sideways mindlessly, lifting the duvet to let the smaller boy into the bed with him. he feels him move around before he finds a comfortable place with his head against gyuvin’s chest and legs curled up around his own.
“what’re you doing here, yujin-ah?” gyuvin mumbles, hand moving up instinctively to wrap around yujin’s small and warm body gently.
yujin doesn’t reply, merely shuffling closer to gyuvin underneath the duvet, and gyuvin is so tired that he doesn’t press any further — he merely tightens his grip around yujin and falls asleep to the soft sounds of yujin’s breathing.
•
the next time gyuvin wakes up, it’s not to some source of unidentified noise, but more to someone repeatedly poking the side of his arm while repeating his name in a whisper.
he feels like he's slept for literally two seconds, so when he looks up to see yujin staring at him as he kneels next to him on the bed, he’s not exactly very happy, albeit being significantly less annoyed after seeing it’s yujin waking him and not someone else.
yujin notices he’s opened his eyes instantly, and his own eyes light up with excitement. “hyung, hyung!” he whisper-shouts, trying but failing to keep in a bright smile.
“what is it?” gyuvin lets out, voice hoarse and weak. he lifts his head slightly, reaching out a hand to drag yujin back to lying down, which the younger easily complies to.
“look at the time.” yujin smiles, pointing at the clock with glowing green letters on the windowsill.
the clock reads 00:04.
“it’s midnight yujin, we’ve barely slept two hours.” gyuvin groans, turning on his side and pulling the duvet over the both of them after yujin had kicked it off when he woke up. “what do you need?”
he looks at yujin through half-open eyes, and sees the younger pout sadly. he looks adorable, with his head pressed into the pillow next to him, hair sprawled around his head and features illuminated slightly from a small ray of moonlight shining through the shutters.
“what day is it?” yujin asks, clearly hopeful, but gyuvin is just too tired.
“i don’t know, yujin. it’s midnight and i’m exhausted, you tell me.” he mumbles, hand wrapping around yujin’s waist. he glances at yujin, who’s shuffled up next to him to rest his head in the crook of gyuvin’s neck, but he looks quite disappointed.
“you... you really don’t remember?” he whispers as a final resort, but gyuvin just shakes his head, fingers toying with the fabric of yujin’s nightshirt.
“i’m really tired, yu. if it were the morning i would probably remember.” gyuvin sighs. “sorry.”
yujin chuckles quietly. “it’s okay.” he smiles, nuzzling his head into gyuvin’s neck. “it’s my birthday, hyung.”
gyuvin turns his head instantly. “oh my god!” he whisper-shouts, looking at yujin with wide eyes. yujin is giggling, holding onto the side of gyuvin’s arm with a wide smile. “oh my god, it’s your birthday!”
“hyung, don’t wake anyone up.” yujin whispers as a reminder, but his voice isn’t much quieter than gyuvin’s.
“they’re heavy sleepers, don’t worry.” gyuvin reassures, before pulling yujin into a tight hug. “you’re 16 now,” he hums, one hand around yujin’s waist and the other ruffling his hair. “you’re growing up too fast.” he fake sniffles, making yujin laugh.
“stop acting like my dad~” yujin whines, hugging gyuvin back and shuffling further into the warmth of the duvet they’re under.
“i can’t help it!” gyuvin laughs. “happy birthday, yujinnie.”
“thank you,” yujin smiles. “i’m still quite offended that you forgot, though.”
gyuvin huffs out, pinching the side of yujin’s stomach and eliciting a small shout of annoyance from the younger. “i’m tired, okay? i’d have remembered if it were the morning.”
yujin smiles, moving to rest his head on gyuvin’s chest again. he can hear gyuvin’s heartbeat; how it beats quite quickly for being on his bed resting. it’s relaxing, listening to it alongside the soft breathing of the two others in the room.
“is this why you came here?” gyuvin whispers as a hand moves up to run through yujin’s hair again.
yujin nods. “i wanted to be with you as soon as it turned to midnight.”
gyuvin giggles. “you’re so cute.” he whispers, turning to press a kiss on the crown of yujin’s head. “i love you so much, happy birthday.”
“i love you too.” yujin smiles. “do you have a present?” he asks shyly, and gyuvin laughs quietly. “of course! i can’t give it to you now, though. wait until the morning.”
“but—” yujin tries complaining, but gyuvin shuts him down quickly by placing his hand over the younger’s mouth. “morning.” he repeats, and yujin pouts in disappointment. “i promise you’ll love it. that’s why i’m saving it for the morning. i want seungeon hyung to see your reaction because he thinks his present is the best but it’s obviously mine that’s better.”
yujin laughs at gyuvin. “i’ll be the judge of that.”
gyuvin turns to him with a jokingly stern look on his face. “you’ve got to like mine more. even if you don’t, please at least tell seungeon that you like mine more. he’ll never let me live if he knows you prefer his.”
yujin giggles again, nodding. “okay.” he agrees, before looking up at gyuvin. “but you know me best, so i’m sure i’ll like yours the most.”
gyuvin widens his eyes. “that’s a lot of pressure.”
“don’t worry! i like everything you give me anyways.” yujin reassures. they hear someone shuffle around in one of the beds, and yujin instantly hides under the duvet, pulling the cover over his head.
“gyuvin?” someone calls out groggily, and gyuvin turns his head to the side. “who’re you talking to?”
“it’s just yujin, won-hyung.” gyuvin replies, stifling a laugh when yujin presses his face into his stomach to hide his own laughter. seowon merely mumbles something incoherent before turning around and falling asleep again.
gyuvin pats where yujin’s head is so the younger can reappear. “we need to speak quieter.” he whispers, smiling when yujin’s head emerges from beneath the covers; his hair is ruffled and messy and his cheeks are a bit red from the heat. gyuvin reaches out to pat yujin’s hair down, since it’s sticking out in all directions, and the action makes yujin blush.
“you’re so cute, yujinnie.” gyuvin comments, and yujin blushes further, burying his head in gyuvin’s neck in embarrassment.
“stop it...” he whispers, giggling into the fabric of gyuvin’s shirt when the older ruffles his hair again.
they lay like that for a while, yujin’s head buried into gyuvin’s shoulder as he lies in the older’s embrace, gyuvin gently playing with the smaller’s hair.
gyuvin was almost 100% sure yujin had fallen asleep, until he hears the faint sound of his name come muffled from his shoulder.
“yujin, you should go to sleep.” he whispers, continuing to stroke the younger’s hair.
yujin stays silent for a second, before lifting his head and turning so his body is help up by his arms resting on gyuvin’s chest. he watches gyuvin with wide eyes, and gyuvin can’t help but find him stunning from where he’s looking at him.
“what is it?” he whispers, lifting both hands to cup the sides of yujin’s face.
“...i love you.” yujin whispers, never letting go of his gaze over gyuvin’s face.
gyuvin smiles, squishing yujin’s cheeks for a second, making the younger giggle. “i love you too. is anything up?”
yujin shrugs, finally looking down at his hands that were fiddling with the neckline of gyuvin’s shirt. “nothing, i’m just grateful for you.”
“for me?” gyuvin lets out in surprise, feeling his insides warm with affection. “how so?”
yujin shrugs again, and this time, his cheeks are staring to become visibly pink under the faint light of the moon. “you’ve always been by my side. you’re always taking care of me and looking out for me when i haven’t done anything in return. i feel like i don’t deserve you, but you always stick by my side...” he sighs quietly, looking back up at gyuvin. “so, thank you, if that’s enough to say.”
gyuvin feels his eyes tear up, and has to quickly wipe the tears away with an embarrassed laugh. “you really feel that way?” he asks, and yujin nods, noticing how gyuvin’s eyes are glittering with moisture and a small smile falling across his lips. “yujin, you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me. you don’t have to do anything in return because i feel like it’s my responsibility to take care of you – if you’re sad, i’m sad, if you’re happy, i’m happy, so on. so don’t you feel like you have to repay me because you being yourself is more than enough for me.”
and this time, it’s yujin’s turn for his eyes to tear up, except he really does let them fall down his cheeks, unlike gyuvin. he buries his head in gyuvin’s chest, laughing quietly amidst his tears.
“hyung, is that really true?” he whispers, and gyuvin has to hook a finger under the younger’s chin so he can look at him.
“every single word.” he smiles, and yujin screws his eyes closed with a wide smile over his face, tears spilling almost endlessly down his cheeks.
“don’t cry, yujin~” gyuvin whines, trying to clean the wetness on yujin’s cheeks but for it to only be replaced by more tears. “please don’t cry...”
yujin pouts, laughing slightly. “i can’t help it, you’re too sweet.” he whispers, laughing when gyuvin laughs.
“don’t cry on your birthday, come on~” gyuvin laughs, and yujin moves to rest his cheek against gyuvin’s chest again as he begins to feel the tears stop building up in his eyes.
“yujinnie,” gyuvin calls out, wiping away some of yujin’s tears. “happy 16th birthday. i promise i’ll make it the best day ever.”
he wraps his hands around the younger’s waist, pulling his up closer to him so he can comfortably press a kiss onto yujin’s forehead.
“it’s already the best day ever.” yujin smiles, looking up at him with big and shining eyes. “because i got to spend time with you.”
gyuvin feels his cheeks warm up as he stares back at yujin with an impossibly adoring smile on his face, before quickly leaning down and pressing a quick kiss onto yujin’s lips.
“you’re too cute, yujin. someday you’ll make me combust.” he smiles, and yujin instantly sits up again to face him.
“haven’t i already made you combust?” he teases, and gyuvin just rolls his eyes.
“you annoying child, oh my god.” he complains, smiling when yujin reaches up to brush his bangs out of his eyes.
yujin tilts his head at him as he purses his lips together in thought. “...can you kiss me again?” he asks shyly, and it takes all of gyuvin’s willpower not to squeal out oud at yujin’s cuteness.
“of course, you don’t have to ask.” gyuvin smiles, and his cheeks go warm at the sight of yujin’s delighted smile.
“we’ll go to sleep after, okay?” yujin promises, and gyuvin just nods, before cupping the sides of yujin’s face and pulling him downwards into a soft but firm kiss.
he can still taste some of the salty tears on yujin’s lips, but it just makes him feel proud that those were tears of joy because of his words, no-one else’s.
yujin’s lips are soft and he can feel the younger smiling contently against his lips – it’s all perfectly put together that gyuvin couldn’t wish for anything better. he loves the feeling of yujin warm in his arms; the feeling of yujin’s soft hair against his fingertips and of his pretty peach lips against his own. but although he could have sat and kissed yujin forever, he knows that if he doesn’t let go first that neither of them ever will, so he pulls away despite yujin’s little sound of disappointment, and pats the empty bed next to him, extending his arm.
“come here,” he whispers lovingly. “it’s nearly 1am, we need to sleep.”
yujin complies, and even though he's trying to look annoyed that gyuvin stopped kissing him, gyuvin can still tell by the happy glint in his eyes that cuddling in the warmth of gyuvin’s bed is something he enjoys just as much, if not even more.
they fall asleep pretty fast, especially yujin, since gyuvin could tell yujin was already quite tired since the moment he woke him up. just before he drifts asleep, he turns to look at yujin – the smaller is pressed up against his side, cuddled warmly into his body with both hands atop the older’s chest – and he presses a final kiss onto the softness of yujin’s hair, before drifting off to sleep himself, arms securely around yujin’s torso and never letting go for the world.