[ Nam Soon won't have to wait for long. All Heung Soo does is put the stuff into the sink, and then he at least cleans it up a little bit.. who knows how long they'll be conked out after all this, anyway. Not that Heung Soo is so tired that he thinks he'll sleep that long, but.. well, something tells him that he won't really want to leave the other alone for a moment once he crawls into that bed, even when Nam Soon is asleep.
So once he's left things behind in a way that he deems satisfactory enough for now, he's already heading over to the bedroom as well, slipping out of his shoes instead and leaving those in the living room (he didn't exactly have a mind to take them off when he ran in frantically to look for Nam Soon, and he doesn't feel like properly putting them away and making the other wait more now).
He doesn't say a word when he enters the room though. Instead he just moves over to the bed, slipping in besides Nam Soon like it's natural. Let's face it, it might as well be by now - despite not having shared beds before they got into this place, he's gotten fairly used to it by now.
.. it's nice, anyway. Even if he's not the one who needs it the most by now and he knows it.
It's exactly because Heung Soo knows this much that he doesn't just lie down and go to sleep. Nam Soon's already close enough, since it's a little cramped like this, but.. well, after all the shit that's happened, a little more can't hurt. It's a little more like what he did all those years ago, when Nam Soon was just as much of a small child that needed to be comforted than he is now.
It's embarrassing as hell, sure, but part of his brain already feels a little tired and doesn't care. And it's not like anyone is going to see anyway.
Whatever.
Heung Soo wraps his arms around his bastard, pulling him closer so Nam Soon can bury his head against him.
He doesn't say anything else - what is there that has to be said? His actions can do it all for him. That he's here, that he cares for Nam Soon, and that there's no way in hell he's going to leave again if he has a say in it at all.
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So once he's left things behind in a way that he deems satisfactory enough for now, he's already heading over to the bedroom as well, slipping out of his shoes instead and leaving those in the living room (he didn't exactly have a mind to take them off when he ran in frantically to look for Nam Soon, and he doesn't feel like properly putting them away and making the other wait more now).
He doesn't say a word when he enters the room though. Instead he just moves over to the bed, slipping in besides Nam Soon like it's natural. Let's face it, it might as well be by now - despite not having shared beds before they got into this place, he's gotten fairly used to it by now.
.. it's nice, anyway. Even if he's not the one who needs it the most by now and he knows it.
It's exactly because Heung Soo knows this much that he doesn't just lie down and go to sleep. Nam Soon's already close enough, since it's a little cramped like this, but.. well, after all the shit that's happened, a little more can't hurt. It's a little more like what he did all those years ago, when Nam Soon was just as much of a small child that needed to be comforted than he is now.
It's embarrassing as hell, sure, but part of his brain already feels a little tired and doesn't care. And it's not like anyone is going to see anyway.
Whatever.
Heung Soo wraps his arms around his bastard, pulling him closer so Nam Soon can bury his head against him.
He doesn't say anything else - what is there that has to be said? His actions can do it all for him. That he's here, that he cares for Nam Soon, and that there's no way in hell he's going to leave again if he has a say in it at all.
So just sleep, you bastard - he'll be here. ]