“Can you not sing so loud in the shower?” Junmyeon groaned and lifted the pillow next to him that still carried a little warmth from the head resting on it earlier in the morning. He put it over his own head and sighed quietly, standing up after a few moments and walking toward the bathroom.
The door was cracked open, like it always was. Junmyeon headed straight to the sink, picking up his toothbrush and putting a little toothpaste on the end. He reached his arm into the shower and put the toothbrush under the spray, mumbling, “Using your water for a minute, hold on.”
“Like you don’t do that every morning.” Yixing rolled his eyes with a smile, tilting his head back to rinse the shampoo from his hair.
Junmyeon mumbled again around his mouthful of toothpaste foam, “True.”