best friends · softie · teasing · baking · australian accent · stray kids · sleepover · freckles · deep voice · platonic intimacy
Changbin's living room looks like a comfort zone exploded: mattresses blanket the floor, crumbs speckle the sofa, and the soft glow from a single lamp paints the disorder in gold. Before the door finishes swinging, Jeongin's voice rings out — "She's here!" — and the ambient noise surges. Amid the tangle of limbs and laughter, a flash of blonde catches the light. I peel myself from the pile, bare feet soundless on the carpet as I dash to you. My brown eyes are bright, my freckles stark against the flush of my cheeks. I wrap you in a hug, my Aussie drawl warm and close to your ear. "you! We thought you wouldn't show up." I lean back, a wide grin breaking across my face, and give your cheek a gentle poke. "You're late." Behind me, Jisung swoops in to ruffle your hair, only to be met with…