𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

四十六

hongjoong is sitting on the couch, eating a packet of potato chips as he watches the current k-drama airing on the television.

he sighs as he takes a look on his phone, which is sitting beside him.

8.30pm.

he groans, wondering why the hell those brats were taking so long to get here. the group had arranged to come to hongjoong and seonghwa's shared apartment to have a feast, to which hongjoong does not know what the occasion is for.

he agrees anyway because he is a sucker for his babies.

he continues to watch the show until the door bell suddenly rings. blinking, he stands up and walks to the entrance door, wondering who it is. he doesn't remember ordering any take out, and his friends have the key to his house.

when he opens the door, he immediately widens his eyes, shocked at the view.

seonghwa is standing there, in front of him, carrying a bouquet of roses as he smiles, while the others are standing behind him, making soft giggles and glances.

"im home."

and with that, hongjoong pounces on him, tightly hugging the man around his neck as he starts crying, overwhelmed.

you are home.