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jinwoo slowly opens his eyes to peek around the dark bedroom, noticing the soft glow of the street lamp outside his window that is slightly covered by his curtains.
he doesn’t know what time it is, he can’t see the clock from where he’s nestled into his comforter, but he knows it’s still way too early to be awake at the current moment. he’s also not quite sure what woke him up either, whether it’s the sound of the sparse traffic he’ll hear or the occasional movements of the person beside him, but as he focuses on him, he knows it’s most likely the latter because he can see him looking back at him with a sleepy smile on his face.
how cute.
“what are you doing up? it’s almost three in the morning,” kisub asks, his voice quiet; careful of the muted bubble they’ve created around themselves.
“i should be asking you that,” jinwoo answers back easily, but it goes unanswered as kisub places a hand on the curve of his waist to pull him closer – but not close enough, and jinwoo impatiently leans in to press his lips against his. it’s a small, soft kiss, gentle in nature despite its impulsivity; but it’s enough for him right now since he’ll be able to do this a lot more now unabashedly, even with the feeling of butterflies fluttering in his ribcage as he feels him kiss back.
after another moment he pulls away to look at him – and is, honestly, about to say some snarky comment about the fact that they’re awake – but kisub places another quick kiss against the corner of his mouth, effectively getting him to temporarily lose his train of thought.
jinwoo blinks up at him, his brain malfunctioning as he tries to say the same thing he was going to (seriously, why are they both suddenly awake at three in the morning?) when kisub kisses him again – and now he knows it’s a cheeky way to redirect the conversation, but… he supposes he’ll indulge him for now. how he managed to fight off his own feelings for him, and deny them to anyone for so long is beyond him. he leans in to deepen the kiss, his arms moving to wrap around kisub’s shoulders.
just as he shifts closer, kisub pulls back and lets out a bit of a laugh, asking, “you woke up just to kiss me?”
“you were awake first,” jinwoo talks in a pout, his fingers absentmindedly playing with and running through kisub’s curls. “go to bed, then.”
“or… keep kissing me.” his voice is soft, and he gets that look in his eyes that instantly causes jinwoo to give in to him, closing the gap between them once more.
(and, if they wake up late in the morning – or later than jinwoo would’ve preferred, with his alarm blaring off to the right of him only for it to be repeatedly snoozed by kisub – he doesn’t say a single word about it.)