The only one who sounds like they're gonna call it embarrassing is you.
[for a moment, nam soon remains positioned as is, quietly thoughtful on the matter. it's not a proposition he has any opposition to, after all. if anything, he'll be able to rest easier this way than he has since they arrived.
really, he never even wanted to room separately anyway; it seemed like a waste to nam soon that way. he's never liked sleeping in an empty home, and with all his worries about heung soo having to do just that. he's known not to push his boundaries while things were so uncertain though, so as much as nam soon's wanted to just call him and say "come over," or settle himself at heung soo's place like they are now... he's waited. how could he really call it embarrassing in that case? he's usually more embarrassed by other people than their own actions... even when it should be embarrassing.
like the ramen poem incident.
and much like in this case, nam soon can't really help the shit-eating grin that forms on his lips. there's something warm... even comforting, about knowing that heung soo wants it to be this way. even if he tries to make it sound like something casual and spontaneous, nam soon knows his friend well enough. hadn't they been vaguely headed in that direction back home, before all this started, anyway? they'd already decided they weren't going to let much split them up, and with the pending knowledge that heung soo's sister would be getting married sooner rather than later...
well, things were going to change anyway.
so with that smile wide on his lips, nam soon turns on his side to face heung soo. he uses a hand to prop his head up, elbow on the pillow.
...maybe he half-expects heung soo to hit him for that too, but he can't help himself. it's the little things like this that make the situation feel less stifling.]
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[for a moment, nam soon remains positioned as is, quietly thoughtful on the matter. it's not a proposition he has any opposition to, after all. if anything, he'll be able to rest easier this way than he has since they arrived.
really, he never even wanted to room separately anyway; it seemed like a waste to nam soon that way. he's never liked sleeping in an empty home, and with all his worries about heung soo having to do just that. he's known not to push his boundaries while things were so uncertain though, so as much as nam soon's wanted to just call him and say "come over," or settle himself at heung soo's place like they are now... he's waited. how could he really call it embarrassing in that case? he's usually more embarrassed by other people than their own actions... even when it should be embarrassing.
like the ramen poem incident.
and much like in this case, nam soon can't really help the shit-eating grin that forms on his lips. there's something warm... even comforting, about knowing that heung soo wants it to be this way. even if he tries to make it sound like something casual and spontaneous, nam soon knows his friend well enough. hadn't they been vaguely headed in that direction back home, before all this started, anyway? they'd already decided they weren't going to let much split them up, and with the pending knowledge that heung soo's sister would be getting married sooner rather than later...
well, things were going to change anyway.
so with that smile wide on his lips, nam soon turns on his side to face heung soo. he uses a hand to prop his head up, elbow on the pillow.
...maybe he half-expects heung soo to hit him for that too, but he can't help himself. it's the little things like this that make the situation feel less stifling.]