[nam soon agrees without much in the way of protest. even though it's so comfortable and he really doesn't want to move at all—well, it's okay. mostly, it's okay because he understands what heung soo is implying by that, and he also understands that heung soo isn't actually leaving.
being separated within the confines of their apartment for a few minutes is not anything to be concerned over. so even if nam soon wants to cling to his best friend, lean against him and just bask in the comfort of things being much more the way they should than anything else has been in the last few days.
so he shifts when heung soo does, even though he doesn't stand up immediately. he's quicker to respond verbally than to move, but that's mostly because he's just tired. having not slept in that time when he's normally the prince of hibernation is probably pretty telling. he couldn't turn the panic in brain off long enough to even do that much, so he stayed awake, and now... well, now that the adrenaline has worn and things are resolved, nam soon doesn't have much energy in him at all.
it's a bit of a struggle for him to push himself up off the floor, and his slippers make a loud shuffling noise against the floor as he drags his feet over them. he feels pretty tired and heavy at this point, now that he's calmed down and has food in him. it's good though, it's fine, nam soon thinks. because in a few minutes, heung soo will come into the room, and everything can be slept off. and once they're rested, they can start fresh and really try to put these last few horrendous days behind them.
so when he gets to the room, he flops on the bed and tiredly kicks his slippers away—he can't even be bothered to remove them properly and place them neatly next to the bed. maybe it's a habit he'll never get used to, after so long of just walking around in socks... maybe that's what bastards get for trying to live a little better than the poor kids they always were back home. either way, he's barely maintaining a state of consciousness while he waits for heung soo.
even though he knows that heung soo's not leaving, he still doesn't want to sleep until he knows that bastard is next to him; he needs at least that much assurance to rest easy.]
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[nam soon agrees without much in the way of protest. even though it's so comfortable and he really doesn't want to move at all—well, it's okay. mostly, it's okay because he understands what heung soo is implying by that, and he also understands that heung soo isn't actually leaving.
being separated within the confines of their apartment for a few minutes is not anything to be concerned over. so even if nam soon wants to cling to his best friend, lean against him and just bask in the comfort of things being much more the way they should than anything else has been in the last few days.
so he shifts when heung soo does, even though he doesn't stand up immediately. he's quicker to respond verbally than to move, but that's mostly because he's just tired. having not slept in that time when he's normally the prince of hibernation is probably pretty telling. he couldn't turn the panic in brain off long enough to even do that much, so he stayed awake, and now... well, now that the adrenaline has worn and things are resolved, nam soon doesn't have much energy in him at all.
it's a bit of a struggle for him to push himself up off the floor, and his slippers make a loud shuffling noise against the floor as he drags his feet over them. he feels pretty tired and heavy at this point, now that he's calmed down and has food in him. it's good though, it's fine, nam soon thinks. because in a few minutes, heung soo will come into the room, and everything can be slept off. and once they're rested, they can start fresh and really try to put these last few horrendous days behind them.
so when he gets to the room, he flops on the bed and tiredly kicks his slippers away—he can't even be bothered to remove them properly and place them neatly next to the bed. maybe it's a habit he'll never get used to, after so long of just walking around in socks... maybe that's what bastards get for trying to live a little better than the poor kids they always were back home. either way, he's barely maintaining a state of consciousness while he waits for heung soo.
even though he knows that heung soo's not leaving, he still doesn't want to sleep until he knows that bastard is next to him; he needs at least that much assurance to rest easy.]