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Han Yoojin was eyeing the cupboards in Sung Hyunjae's kitchen when the menace himself slid in behind him, one arm coming up to wrap securely about his waist. Sung Hyunjae's bare chest was solid and huge against his back, like a wall or a mountain, except for the warmth seeping through Han Yoojin's thin T-shirt.
"What seems to be the problem, Yoojin-ah?" Sung Hyunjae asked, his voice lazy and pleased. He should be pleased, Han Yoojin thought with a glower at the offending cupboard, considering how late he'd kept them up.
"Who puts the coffee on the highest shelf when they're having guests over?" he griped. The coffee sat tantalizingly above his head, as if mocking him, just out of his reach unless he surrendered all dignity to climb up on the counter.
He wondered if he could somehow summon Chirpie to transport here. If the little monster were to fly up there and nudge the container just right, it would tumble into Han Yoojin's outstretched hands, bringing the sweet, sweet relief of caffeine a step closer to reality.
Sung Hyunjae chuckled behind him, and the rumble of it traveled comfortably through Han Yoojin's body. One long, muscled arm reached elegantly over Han Yoojin's head, reaching the coffee with ease.
Han Yoojin felt the irrational urge to turn his head and bite it.
"My apologies," Sung Hyunjae said. "I'm unaccustomed to having guests overnight. In fact, you happen to be the first." He handed the coffee over solicitously, and then, before Han Yoojin could think of anything to say in response to that, Sung Hyunjae's arm loosened from around his waist. Han Yoojin was just about to complain when Sung Hyunjae's hands settled firmly on his hips, turned him easily around, and then lifted him, as if Han Yoojin weighed absolutely nothing.
Setting Han Yoojin on the counter, Sung Hyunjae nudged his way between his knees. It was obscene, just how far Han Yoojin's legs needed to stretch to allow him to settle there. Han Yoojin could see him fully now—the sculpted planes of his bare chest, the pyjama pants slung low on hips that cut so sharply he felt his mouth go a little dry.
He wanted to bite them, too. Maybe later, he thought—as punishment for Sung Hyunjae's crime of being so tall.
Sung Hyunjae dipped down so he could press his mouth into a kiss against Han Yoojin's jaw. His lips dragged warmly over Han Yoojin's skin, down the line of his neck to where his collarbone peeked out above the line of his shirt, and—oh. Han Yoojin let his head fall back against one of the shelves in the open cupboard. He wasn't actually taller than Sung Hyunjae now—the damn bastard was so big that he still had an inch or two of additional height—but this position gave him exceptional access to Han Yoojin's throat.
Locking his legs around Sung Hyunjae's hips, Han Yoojin tightened his fingers around the container of coffee, just to give them something to do. They very much wanted to dig into Sung Hyunjae's shoulders. Sung Hyunjae chuckled again, as if he knew, and then his hands rose from Han Yoojin's waist to pluck the coffee back out of his grip.
Han Yoojin made a sound of complaint—for the loss of the coffee, of course. Not for any other reason.
"Let me make it up to you," Sung Hyunjae said, and turned towards the most complicated looking coffee maker Han Yoojin had ever seen.
(It was the best cup of coffee he'd had ever had in his life.)
The next time Han Yoojin stayed over, which just so happened to be that very night, he found that Sung Hyunjae had moved the coffee to the bottom shelf—though he still insisted on making it for him in the morning.
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It's too damn cold, Han Yoojin found himself thinking as he glared at the snow falling around them on the sidewalk. It was possible, he realized, that he'd grown too used to existing around beings made of fire. Han Yoohyun and Peace had somewhat skewed his perception on temperature.
Beside him, Sung Hyunjae's towering frame looked down at him with something that seemed halfway between amusement and concern. "I did suggest you bring gloves," he pointed out mildly, and Han Yoojin huffed in response, his breath forming into puffs in the air.
It wasn't Yoojin's fault that Chirpie had fallen asleep on his gloves and looked too cute to move.
With a fond chuckle, Sung Hyunjae stripped his own gloves off. Han Yoojin was just about to tell him not to bother—Sung Hyunjae's gloves would be far too large for him, after all—but he stopped when Sung Hyunjae tucked the gloves into his pocket.
"Well," Sung Hyunjae said. "I can't let my Partner-ssi be cold. People will think I'm inattentive in my business dealings."
Sung Hyunjae's hands dwarfed Han Yoojin's as he enfolded them in his own, and Han Yoojin realized now why he'd taken his gloves off. Heat radiated from the touch of bare skin on skin, seeping into Han Yoojin's body.
Lifting their cupped hands to his mouth, Sung Hyunjae breathed over them, his exhale steady and slow and so warm that Han Yoojin thought his face might burst into flames.
"Stop being ridiculous," he grumbled as he tugged his hands free of Sung Hyunjae's hold, but Sung Hyunjae's warmth seemed to linger for the rest of the afternoon.
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"There's a whole couch, you know," Han Yoojin said pointedly when Sung Hyunjae sprawled out beside him.
Sung Hyunjae set the bowl of popcorn on the table and reached for the remote. His thigh was huge as it pressed against Han Yoojin's, and the arm that slid around Yoojin's waist practically swallowed him up.
Sung Hyunjae made a sound of agreement, and Han Yoojin glared at him, elbowing him pointedly in the stomach. His very firm, very toned stomach. It only made Sung Hyunjae chuckle in response.
"Yoojin-ah?" Sung Hyunjae drawled after the third elbow to his stomach. Han Yoojin had just been curious how long it would take for him to say anything.
"What?"
"If you want me to move, you're going to have to let go of me," Sung Hyunjae said.
Han Yoojin looked down at where his legs had somehow moved to drape over Sung Hyunjae's, one hand comfortably petting at the warm skin beneath Sung Hyunjae's shirt.
"Why would I do that?" Han Yoojin demanded. "Hand over the popcorn."