“Where’s my toothbrush?”Howon appears in the bedroom, a rag in hand, his hair messy and damp from whatever it was he had been doing in the living room.“Isn’t it in that box?” he asks, pointing at the very same box Woohyun had just searched through for the last half an hour.“No, it wasn’t, I checked,” Woohyun grumbles, pouting a little without thinking. He makes a face, sticking his lower lip out further, and Howon laughs. [Or, a collection of domestic wooya oneshots.] ForewordDomestic!wooya oneshots which may be updated if/when I have inspiration.1. A home to call out own | 1.4k words | T2. Im not food | 2.0k words | M3. Socks | 1.2k words | G4. Big spoon, little spoon | 0.3k words | G ***Cross-posted from ao3.