Patience, hyung || Minsung

~19~

A/n buckle up guys, this one's a ride

also this is somewhat proofread so bare with me

The morning sun was obnoxiously shining down into the living room through the lighter curtains of the balcony door, waking up the sleeping cat-like human who had been basically hibernating for a bit too long.

Minho very slowly opened his eyes, stretching his arms up above his head which just enforces his cat-like features with his cat-like behaviors. He turned his head to look out the balcony doors, taking in the morning sunshine. That reminded him, he should text Felix today and see how he is.

He slowly got up, eventually deciding to clean up the mess the three boys left from the night prior. Dirty plates and cups were on the coffee table and Minho's laptop-- which was now dead-- was left on the floor. Not much of a mess, but definitely requires energy to clean up which Minho barely had any. For some reason, his back was hurting him, though it didn't click in his stubborn head that it could have been from his child-like behavior last night, wanting to sit as close to the laptop as possible to catch every scene change, voice change, and expression change in the movie which ended with him falling asleep on the hardwood floor.

Sighing, once Minho was done with his little chore, he realized the two boys who were with him last night were now nowhere to be seen.

"The fuck.." He whispered to himself.

"Hyunjin? Sung?" Minho called out, expecting some sort of an answer. Though not expecting a real one, more so a curse from Hyunjin and maybe a 'Yes?' from Jisung.

Minho decided to go check the bathroom, his kitchen, then leading to his bedroom.

He quietly opened the door and didn't notice anyone at first. He walked into the room a bit more and that's when his stomach dropped. He felt a pang in his gut telling him to just turn around. He couldn't though, he felt stuck as if his socks had super glue on them.

"Why are they cuddling?" He whispered to no one in particular. He tried to wipe away his thoughts, trying to trust that there was nothing romantic or sexual going on between his two friends. He of course noticed the two boys cuddling last night on the couch, however, Minho didn't mind it then. He could tell Hyunjin was in a sensitive state and needed physical touch to feel better. Minho was not going to be the first one to step up for that, even Hyunjin knew that. Minho was never huge on physical touch so if he could avoid it, he would. (A/n but he likes it from Jisung, READ THE ROOM MINHO GOD DAMN)

Minho hadn't noticed, but one of the boys were slowly waking up.

"Minho?"

Minho quickly turned around, ready to leave the room.

"Sorry if I woke you up. I'm going to go get us breakfast. Stay here and rest." Minho then speed walked out of the room, thankful that the feeling of his feet being stuck didn't last long.

He hurriedly tried to put on his shoes which were right by the front door but was stopped by a sudden hand on his arm. Minho didn't feel the usual uncomfortable feeling he feels when someone who isn't in his line of vision touches him. He knew who it was.

"Minho, is something wrong?" Worry was dripping from Jisung's voice. The younger boy wasn't oblivious, he could tell why Minho probably ran out of the room. He was wrapped around Minho's best friend and said boy just walked in on that scene.

"No." Minho stated matter-of-factly, wanting to be out of his apartment as fast as he could.

"Look at me, then."