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han jisung x reader
title : stay the night words : 1500+
note : no idea what this was, i just started writing it after i saw a tiktok that said "you stayed the night at theirs and this is their reaction". something else as that, but i came up with this. i think i saw something similar before on a tiktok pov, so wrote about it. this is written at midnight after a long day so please don't bash it💀💀 i did my best okay😔
i kinda got more inspiration for something else so i might make a part two to this but call it differently lol. you'll see ^.^
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as soon as you open your eyes, they widen as soon as you see who you're cuddling with.
you look around you, recognizing the bits and pieces of 3racha and hyunjin's messy dorm. you start to panic, scenes from last night replaying in your head.
oh, you're so stupid.
you move carefully, slowly trying to get jisung's arms away from you.
he mumbles something, but moves his hand so he's laying more on his back instead of his side, leaving an opening for you.
with panic still in your body, you get up from the couch, looking around you, trying to find your belongings. soon you find your phone and the totebag you brought with your keys and other essential stuff.
you slowly tiptoe your way out of the living room. before you leave, you take a last look at jisung peacefully sleeping on the couch.
his mouth is a little open, and his cheeks are puffy. he is snoring softly, not annoyingly loud, just little ones you can barely hear.
you sigh, "i'm sorry," you mumble, shaking your head.
you tiptoe your way out of the dorm, through the hallway, all the way towards the front door so you can go back home.
you silently open the door, and are happy you're out of there with success.
however, changbin heard some movements, and got out of his room, watching as you walk out of their dorm.
he frowns, looking at the time on his phone. it's currently 8am, you guys barely slept, so why are you leaving? breakfast isn't in four hours or something.
the male grabs his phone, typing something and sending a message.
you on the other hand, are setting foot outside, snow falling on your nose. "oh, perfect," you mumble, shaking your head as you wrap your arms around yourself. "of course i had to forget my jacket."
a ping is heard from your phone so you grab it to look at the message.
