#seungjae.

“seung, you gotta try this, i-” he swallowed the food that’d been in his mouth as he approached seungjae enthusiastically. one of jun’s problems was that once he was comfortable with someone, he was too comfortable, letting all lines be crossed without a second thought about it. and it was even easier to do so with someone he looked up to, in a sense, as he did with seung. seeking approval in others came a little too naturally too. “i know a deep fried twinkie sounds like something that no one should eat, believe me, i thought so too, but...” he holds out his half-eaten twinkie as though seungjae would actually be willing to take a bite after him, “try it,” he encouraged, bouncing excitedly. 

“seungjae?” he questions after standing up, his eyes landing on his friend who was still sleeping. “seungjae,” he says, his voice louder and needier now. “i slept terribly last night,” he complains, already crawling into his bed without bothering to ask. “it’s your fault,” he adds in a mumble, huffing as he gets cozy under the covers. “much better,” he adds, lifting his head to look over at him again. “g’night, seungjae.” whatever little bit of sleep he was about to get would be entirely worth it.