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worried sick

Summary:

where the hell has Soonyoung been?

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

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1 am

 

As Soonyoung quietly takes her shoes off, she hears a light flicker on in the kitchen. She peeks around the corner to see Seungkwan sitting on the counter, legs crossed and facing the front door.

 

“And where have you been all night?”

 

“Why are you on the counter?”

 

“Answer the question, Kwon Soonyoung.”

 

Soonyoung slides off her coat and hangs it in the coat closet, “What time is it? You should be sleeping, Kwannie.”

 

“I’m noticing a question going unanswered.”

 

“Can I get into my pajamas then tell you?”

 

Seungkwan hops off the counter, “…Only if you let me watch you.”

 

Soonyoung takes her hand, “C’mon Kwannie bear.” Soonyoung tugs her towards the bedroom.

 

 

____

 

“So…”

 

“So? Answer the question.”

 

Soonyoung, now showered, and Seungkwan sit on the bed crisscrossed applesauce in front of each other.

 

“But you’re gonna get maddd.” Soonyoung whines.

 

“What? Were you with another girl? Kwon Soonyoung I swear to God—“ Seungkwan grabs Soonyoung’s collar.

 

“Whoa Whoa calm down, Orange Blossom! I wasn’t with another girl!”

 

Seungkwan sits back down, straightens Soonyoung’s collar and clasps her hands together, “So then again I ask, where were you?”

 

“Okay, so I went to the gym—“

 

“Soonyoung, I told you to rest! There’s always a rest day in between working out.”

 

“I know, I know just let me finish!”

 

Seungkwan crosses her arms.

 

“So I went to the gym—“ Seungkwan bristles, “Then ᶦ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶠᵃᵛᵒʳᶦᵗᵉ ᵇᵃʳᵇᵉᶜᵘᵉ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᶦᵏᵉ.” Soonyoung turns her head and mumbles.

 

“YOU WHAT?” Seungkwan pushes her shoulder so Soonyoung’s facing her again.

 

“Shhh, Kwannie not so loud, people are sleeping.”

 

“Soonyoung, I will stick my foot so far up your ass that you’ll be tasting nail polish for the next year. What did you say?

 

“I said….I went to that barbecue place you like so much.”

 

Seungkwan blinks slowly.

 

“Okay, good night.” Seungkwan gets off the bed.

 

“Wait, Kwannie c’monn.”

 

“What? You went to not just a place, but our place without me? Oh, just heartless.”

 

“I was hungryyy.”

 

“Well I’m glad you’ve eaten because you’ll be starved for attention and warmth for the rest of the night.” 

 

“Kwannniee. You know I can’t sleep without you.” Soonyoung sulks.

 

“Well you should’ve thought about that when you ate without me! Now,” Seungkwan gets a blanket from the closet, a pillow from the bed and shoves it in Soonyoung’s arms.”Enjoy the plushness of our beautiful couch.”

 

Soonyoung walks with a dramatically hunched back and occasionally looks back toward the door, meeting the unrelenting scoff of a cross-armed Seungkwan. 

 

Seungkwan shuts the door behind her and Soonyoung flops on the couch, pout facing the ceiling.

 

So this is how the cookie crumbles, huh? Dark living room, too warm of a couch, but too cold of air with no girlfriend by her side. Plus she’s pretty sure she left her phone in the bedroom and there’s no way Seungkwan will let her back in to retrieve it.

 

She sighs and shifts around for the third time tonight. She shuts her eyes and tries to get some shut eye.

 

——

 

7 am

 

Seungkwan is still angry. She is always still angry.

 

…But she does miss her Soonyoung.

 

She doesn’t wake up before the sun, but she does wake up before Soonyoung. She peeks into the living room and quietly walks to Soonyoung’s side.

 

She rubs Soonyoung’s arm, “Soonyoungie? Are you awake?”

 

Soonyoung groans and peeks an eye open while rubbing the other.

 

Seungkwan crouches and rubs Soonyoung’s cheek, “Come back to bed, okay?”

 

Soonyoung blinks, mind still fuzzy. Seungkwan snorts at her expression.

 

Seungkwan lays a kiss on Soonyoung’s forehead, “Scoot over, wanna lay too.”

 

Soonyoung confusingly nods and tries to make space on their small couch.

 

They almost knock their heads against each other, but Seungkwan wraps her arms around Soonyoung’s torso and lays her head on their uncomfortable couch.

 

 

Notes:

small boosoon meal. boosoon midnight snack, if you will.