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It was the dead of the night, and Kyungsoo was still up and tapping away on his laptop. The deadline for his manuscript was just around the corner, a snag on the schedule driving him up a wall. The cup of coffee that Baekhyun made for him was sitting cold and half drunk just on the right side of his laptop, and when his eyes finally wander somewhere besides his work he sees it and wonders just how long he’s been staring at the screen. Kyungsoo gulps the rest of it down, revelling at the bittersweet taste that lights his consciousness alight. He sighs and leans back after setting the cup back down, his chair giving way to his weight so he can sit comfortably.
“Kyungja,” a voice calls out, and Kyungsoo rolls his chair around slowly to look. Of course it was Baekhyun, but he was expecting him to be already asleep. “You’re still working?” Kyungsoo finally hears the exhaustion on the other’s voice.
“Yeah, I’ll probably be here for another few hours then I can rest a little.” he replies, rubbing the back of his neck to release some tension. “I thought you were sleeping.” he turns back to his laptop to check the time. “It’s already 3:38, why are you still up?”
Baekhyun all but drags his feet across the carpeted floor of Kyungsoo’s study to stand next to him. “I slept but I woke up. It feels weird waking up without you in bed.” he leans down to give Kyungsoo an uncoordinated hug, which Kyungsoo naturally returns.
“You should head back, you still have work later.” Kyungsoo says, rubbing Baekhyun’s back gently. Baekhyun straightens up and Kyungsoo expects him to head back to their bedroom but it was Baekhyun and after years of knowing each other, he still managed to surprise Kyungsoo. This time, it was by straddling Kyungsoo on his office chair, squeezing his thighs through the arm rests, and sinking his face in Kyungsoo’s neck.
The chair rocks precariously a few times while Baekhyun was positioning himself, and Kyungsoo grits his teeth and doesn’t say anything because he knew Baekhyun would start whining(not because Baekhyun’s warmth was a welcome breather in his work). Kyungsoo doesn’t know how Baekhyun does it, but as soon as he rests his head on Kyungsoo’s shoulder, lips on the side of his neck, he is out like a light.
Kyungsoo just sighs and scooches his chair closer to the desk where the laptop was, and continues typing away. After a while though, he starts to feel his legs getting numb. He decided this wasn’t an ideal position for Baekhyun anyway either so he starts rubbing his back again to gently wake him up.
“You should sleep properly on the bed now,” Kyungsoo says when Baekhyun lets out a groan. The latter grumbles his protests, half asleep to seriously complain. “My legs are numb, Baekhyun-ah.”
Baekhyun lets out another whine before saying, “Let’s switch then.”
Before Kyungsoo can respond, Baekhyun tries to get up, almost falling over a couple of times and giving the former a series of mini heart attacks. Once he was up, he also pulls Kyungsoo up with him and nudges him away a little so he can sit on the office chair himself. When Baekhyun’s finally seated, he positions Kyungsoo on his lap and wraps his arms around his waist securely before nuzzling his face between Kyungsoo’s shoulder blades.
Kyungsoo hasn’t even let out a protest before Baekhyun was dozing off again. He just sighs once again and hopes he can finish work quickly so he can properly cuddle Baekhyun on their bed.
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