minghao wriggled in jun's hold, flusteredly trying to escape it. "holy shit! why's this thing so loud" he choked out, turning his head to the left where he saw that their steamed buns were already heated up and ready to eat, successfully breaking the trance the both of them were in. they had a mutual understanding of what the other wanted just from locking gazes and slowly inched closer, even getting their noses to touch and their breaths to mingle when a loud beeping was heard right next to them, startling the younger. the tension between both boys grew, their heads only a few centimeters from one another. minghao's gaze lingered on jun's lips for a few seconds, then went up to his eyes to find them going back and forth between minghao's eyes and lips. even if he still had morning breath, his makeup-less face was still as handsome as always (if minghao were to be completely honest it annoyed him, even if he himself looked just as amazing shortly after waking up). "it could happen!" the younger protested, turning around in junhui's arms and admiring his striking features. "the cup is on the counter and you're nowhere near it how the hell would you spill it?" "hyung! don't do that geez i could've spilled my coffee" which would explain the jumpscare he got when his hyung wrapped his arms around his thin frame and (loudly) whispered good morning right in his ear. he got up leaving behind a mess of sheets and pillows and sneakily entered the cooking area, where minghao was microwaving frozen steamed buns and making coffee for the both of them, black for himself and with some milk for the older, his back facing the door the whole time. It was less than half an hour later when junhui awoke to an empty bed momentarily panicking until he heard some noise coming from the kitchen. minghao continuously stared at his boyfriend (it was still unconfirmed but it sounded nice in his head) knowing his face freely displayed all his feelings and emotions one could associate with endearment and infatuation. He took a few breaths before properly adjusting his eyes to the excessive brightness in the room and glanced towards his left, greeted by a sleeping junhui who appeared to be content with whatever dream he was having as a small smile was etched onto his plump lips. 7 hours of sleep wasn't his ideal but he could deal with it even more so when he thought about how comfortable he had been while he rested. The sun was already high up as the clock ticked towards noon, blinding anyone who dared to stare at it for longer than a few seconds, when one of the boys finally stirred awake. Dawn was apparent through the barely open blinds, with all the orange, pink and yellow hues softly painting the cream colored bedroom the two boys were sleeping in, seemingly indifferent to it while daytime was settling in and the night sky was no longer.
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