Look at me, I fly in the sky
Doyoung loves winter very much,
while Yedam likes a good amount of the season.
One night, as usual, the two best friends hold a sleepover in Yedam's house. With hot chocolate in their respective hand, they sit in front of the fireplace watching as its yellow gaze sway left and right. The high schoolers comfortably wrap themselves together under a blanket enough for two. Leaving no gap to let the warmth escape.
After they finish the sweet treat, the rest of the the evening is filled with Doyoung clinging to lean against Yedam as the latter reads his novel.
Both are settling on Yedam's bed facing the window. Soft tunes of Yedam's self-produced instrumentals play in the background. It has a calm tone contrast to the outside view of the weather being a heavy snowstorm. Doyoung's eyes follow the faint flow of dancing snowflakes. Grinning when the pile up hill reminds him of his childhood spent with Yedam.
An idea pops into Doyoung's head. But before he can tell his thoughts aloud, three knocks on the bedroom door halts him from doing so. Yedam's mom peeks in to remind them bedtime is up, since the next day Yedam has to prepare for his singing concert. Mrs. Bang helps take and put an extra mattress for Doyoung to sleep on, placing it beside Yedam's. Doyoung without a choice has to pretend to get ready for bed.
It feels like hours since he last tossed and turned, Doyoung can't fall asleep no matter how hard he tries to close his eyes, and he probably won't be until something he has planned is done. However, his idea requires Yedam's cooperation. Doyoung decides to whisper a call of the older's name to test his waking state. He's taken back by the quick hum response he receives.
"I know that you're awake, Dobby." Yedam scolds him teasingly without facing the younger.
Instead, he lifts the duvet higher to cover his torso and muffle the sound of the sheets swiping each other. Yedam has mistaken the ruffles to come from his blanket. Imagine the startle his heart gets when Doyoung suddenly pulls the blanket revealing his entire body to meet the cold.
"How did you know, Damie Hyung..?" Doyoung's asks while hovering on top of Yedam. The latter groans with the freezing breeze, but it tones down as Doyoung hugs him like a body pillow.
"I can hear you moving around, silly." Yedam tries to answer despite his face cheeks being squished by Doyoung's own. Not that he minds the younger absolutely adore intimate skinship.
"The snowstorm has stop. Do you want to build a snowpal with me?" Doyoung purposely asks with innocence. He can hear the tired sigh that Yedam lets out.
"It's an unhinge hour, Dobby.." He whines out of annoyance, but his willing action speaks otherwise. "Yet I'll have to agree, because you won't be able to sleep peacefully if I don't."
Doyoung doesn't move an inch when Yedam already reach for his hoodie. With a grin plasters on his face, Doyoung just silently watches as the brunette put his head through the warm armour.
"Awh, isn't it sweet how Hyung knows me best." Doyoung coos at how cute the older obeys him. "I'm touched." He continues as he wipes a fake tear.
Yedam runs his fingers through his wavy hair as he groans at the teasing remarks. He shakes his head in dismiss before he focuses to pick a fabric from his closet, soon throwing it to Doyoung.
"Come on and get change, you slow poke." Doyoung nods to Yedam's command while catching the matching hoodie they made back in 6th grade for a school project.
The material is black coloured, and on the place where the heart locates is a white ironed sticker of a vintage radio cassette player with three small musical notes near it. The hoodie design should be representing their friendship and individual but similar interests in art.
Yedam adores music, singing, instrumentals making and playing the guitar. On the other hand, Doyoung is an ambitious dancer, always ready on the move, choreography maker and in love with freestyles. Them going to the same art club is the reason of starting their decade bond.
"We must be very quiet to not get caught." Yedam reminds before he allows Doyoung to leave the window first. Compare to his slightly worry fear of being busted and low charge of energy is a giggly young fella in big excitement to see the fresh drop snow. With the last glance of his room, Yedam follows behind Doyoung in jumping off the window to sneakily go to the yard.
Confess It | Dodam
