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Cuddle

Cuddle

Noun; old close in one's arms as a way of showing love or affection.

Verb; a prolonged and affectionate  hug.

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Warmth? a feeling both Minho and Jisung haven't felt in so long. almost forgetting what it was. Jisung shoved his head into the soft fabric, whilst he hummed in contentment. It wasn't often he felt calm while sleeping. So he embraced the moment. Minho on the other hand felt alleviated. no force was holding him down, almost no pain, nothing forcing his mind to think he was in danger. it wasn't gone, he still was anxious as to why he even agreed to laying down with Jisung in his arms, but to feel some sort of peace- it was slightly worth it. for both parties.

Jisung shuffled trying to readjust to get comfortable yet his body was pressed up against something or rather someone. He was being held in place. Trying to open his sore eyes, everything slightly blurred until he focused. His eyesight was met with caramel skin. His hands rested in little balled fists that were curled into his own sweater. No sounds but a simple purring sound. 

Purring... Right, Minho kept a kitten. Did Dal (moon) have that loud of purr? Maybe, it was a small room. That was all Jisung could hear aside for the subtle breath that fell on his bags, that brushed against his eyes that tickled. he scrunched his nose digging it into the shoulder of comfort. 

His eyes widened upon pulling his head off the rising and lowering chest that rhythmically calmed him.

Minho was in his space? Or was he in his? Either way, jisungs body was beginning to malfunction being so close to another human body that wasn't Chan or Changbin. This was seemingly unheard of.

The arms tightened around his body, Jisungs head pressed against the crevasse of an arm and chest. A kitten rested on someone's rising and lowering stomach. It wasn't making sense. Jisung felt so disoriented, trying to figure out what was happening. He couldn't figure out how they ended up in this predicament. 

There were two reasons as to why both males felt indifferent with their predicament. They were scared of the damage that one could do and the damage that one could find if they did let them in. they weren't perfect individuals.

"Stop moving..." A groggy male voice spoke and Jisung stopped shifting instantly. Minho... it dawned on him that he was laying in bed with Minho!

"Han, if you don't stop moving I'm gonna kick you off this bed." Minho groaned pulling the male in tighter.

"Min- Lee Know are you okay?" Jisung hesitantly spoke. It was like a gear shifted in Minho since yesterday. Not that he was complaining being cuddled like this was soothing. The kitten stretched and moved licking the youngers nose before padding off Minho's stomach and laid at the foot of the bed.

"I'm fine if you stop moving." He mumbled rolling over. Jisungs face pushed up against the elders neck. The pressure of being pulled in, Jisung could feel everything around him. Even Minho swallowing and could faintly feel his neck veins pulsing.

"That's not what I meant Lee..." he quietly whispered again.

"What do you mean Han?"

"I meant this... You holding me." Jisung calmly spoke. without thinking Jisung opened his hand placing it flat on the elders chest just hoping he could soothe him. His chest had risen like he was deeply breathing... Minho let his eyes flutter open as he took a deep breath through his nose looking down at Jisung.