Description: Wonhyuk likes to share everything in your relationship, but you are not always willing to do so.
"That's not your hoodie," you state, adamant about your words. You pointed aggressively to the culprit before you, their stature slacking under your intense stare.
Wonhyuk clearly knew it wasn't his hoodie that he was wearing. After all, he didn't remember buying it nor receiving it as a gift. But it fit perfectly, as you had bought quite a large size, and he wasn't willing to admit he shouldn't be wearing it.
"What's mine is yours, and yours is mine!" He happily states, moving to walk around you to the kitchen.
You followed behind him, watching as he circled back out of the room to avoid you completely. Hyuk continued to move about your shared apartment with swift movements so you couldn't catch up. He knew though, with so little room, he couldn't out run you. Not when you were so focused.
"Wonhyuk I will give you five seconds to take off my favorite hoodie or so help me-"
"What?" He teased, a large smile blooming on his face as he turned to look at you. "You couldn't hurt me with your hoodie on my back!"
Provoked by his teasing, you lunge for him, pushing him straight down onto the bed. In a moment of shock, you managed to block his waist between your thighs, arms glued to the mattress. Leaning down, you smirked at your boyfriend triumphantly.
He scoffed. "You got lucky."
You shrugged. "I don't need luck. You're weak against me." You lowered your head, sitting face to face with a gleaming eye. "Now, give me my hoodie."
This was not a rare occasion for the two of you to get into altercations. They often ended physical, with you pinning Hyuk down, as a result of his continuous jeers against you. The teasing always started on his side, regardless of who the culprit initially was.
Despite trying to be menacing, you couldn't help by smile at your lover as he gave you the best pout he could muster. When he was down, he would immediately give in and beg for your forgiveness. Especially when he was in the wrong. This hadn't been the first time Hyuk stole your hoodies, but it was the first time he stole your favorite one since you got it.
"Baby, seriously, let me borrow it. Just this once?" He pleads, shaking his shoulders cutely.
You cringed, scrunching your nose. "You can't get away this time. Admit you're wrong and take it off!"
If it was any old hoodie, you wouldn't have minded as much. If you did play around, you would have given up by now and let him borrow it. This time, though, it was your Hongjoong hoodie. It was soft, large, and the most comfortable of all. You were partially to blame for the theft, after bragging for days how much you loved it. Especially in front of your fanboy boyfriend. Now, you reap what you sow.
Hyuk leaned up quickly, pecking your lips. This caused you to lessen your grip on his wrists, allowing him to slid out from underneath you. In the next moment, he had swapped your positions and had flipped you, pinning you against the mattress instead.
"Sharing is caring," he laughs, pecking your nose as well. His hair fanned across your cheeks as he leant down to rest in the crevice of your neck, humming quietly.
You sighed. "You are an absolute pain, you know that?" You rolled your wrist, loosening it until you could reach up to pet his head. His brown strands of hair softly gliding through your fingertips.
You stayed there, feeling him relax into you. His arms began to wrap themselves around your waist, snuggling closer than before. The warmth from the hoodie seeping into your skin, his scent washing over you in a calm wave. Your other hand slipped underneath the hoodie to touch his soft hip, tracing small patterns.
Hyuk continued to him softly, nuzzling his head further into your neck a few times. "See? This isn't so bad. We can share this way."
You rolled your eyes. "You are so lucky I love you."
He pushed up on his arms, pulling away from you to look in your eyes. He watched you go silent, trailing his gaze down your face and to your lips. Then, with a cheeky smile, he stood right up and walked away, closing the bedroom door behind him.
Hyuk had won that battle, you knew it.
You sighed on the bed, rolling over to grab your phone. At first, you intended to move on from the situation and scroll through social media. However, the idea of buying another hoodie to hold over his head felt refreshing. He couldn't possibly steal both hoodies at once, and would have to give into sharing.
Once you realized the hoodie was in stock at the store, you made a literal run for it. You didn't stop to explain to him, only giving a quick wave as you threw on shoes and went out the door. The store was relatively close, allowing you to make a beeline for the merchandise.
A San hoodie would put Hyuk in a hard position, you knew it. He would then be forced to choose between his two Ateez biases, thus allowing you to have one. This hoodie was made by the same manufacturer, and even had the same size as your Hongjoong one. But the names on the back were sure to give your boyfriend a hard time.
Sure enough, when you made it back home, his mouth had dropped to the floor. He couldn't find the words to say, watching you smirk, turning in slow circled so he could see the entire hoodie on full display. Hyuk covered his mouth, shaking his head.
"I did," you proudly reply.
He pouts, coming closer to look at the material. He pinched it between two fingers, pulling lightly. "Does this mean I can keep Hongjoong?"
You frowned immediately. "Absolutely not."
The mischievous glint in his eyes hadn't gone unnoticed. "But you have San now. It's fine, right?"
You shook your head. "No, he's not my bias. I just bought another hoodie. Hongjoong is still my hoodie as well." You pull at the strings of his sweater, tightening the hood around his face. "Now we can both wear your biases and be happy."
He didn't seem pleased, still staring deeply at your hoodie with want. It was obvious that it was bothering him, and you felt like you finally won this round. Satisfied, you walked towards the couch to be away from his intense stare. You should have known better, though, for it was Wonhyuk you were dealing with. And the game wasn't over just yet.
"I'm telling Hongjoong your cheating on him with San."
