IT'S ONLY YOU FOR ME

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explicit sexual content included ahead

when it's finally time to go for the night, minho makes sure to catch up to the members he doesn't share a dorm with. his hand latches onto hyunjin's shoulder, startling him in the process, and he gestures for him to take his headphones off. the taller complies, rolling his eyes.

"hey, you're sleeping with the little ones tonight, yeah? no complaining or i'm locking you in the closet."

hyunjin groans. "whatever. just don't get your semen on the couch again— invest in condoms at this point for the sake of my own sanity, please."

"no can do," minho winks terribly at the younger and all he does is gag and walk away towards the other car. well, at least he got himself a spot in the car he did want to ride in.

once minho is sure the others are all inside their car already, he turns and catches sight of jisung's figure under the glow of the streetlamp, walking down the pavement towards the van. he slightly jogs up to him in order to catch up and without scaring the boy too much, he makes his footsteps slightly noticeable when he approaches and that's what causes jisung to turn his head.

"oh— hi hyunggg," jisung draws out and he smiles, wide enough you can imagine his pearly whites peaking out through his black mask.

minho merely hums, keeping his gaze forward. he stretches his arm out and palms over the side of jisung's waist before eventually cupping his hip and pulling him into his own side. "sleepover, tonight."

"oh, you wanna? okay." jisung nods and leans into his touch, petting over the hand holding his waist softly.

when they get into the car together, chan and changbin simply say nothing as they are completely used to this routine now. they save them the seats in the back, and though there are three open seats, they opt to sit right next to each other, with minho in the middle and jisung on the far left.

the car ride back home is therapeutic. it's a reset from the hardworking day they had endured. minho lets his head rest on jisung's shoulder and they have their fingers laced together as they share earbuds and listen to songs fit for night drives. the older swears he could fall asleep to how jisung hums softly to the songs and the feeling of his thumb drawing circles on his skin.

their night routine is familiar. they both quietly make their way to jisung's room after greeting the other two men goodnight. minho borrows jisung's clothes again, thankful because he wears the most humongous things. although tired, they take turns showering because jisung is still picky about what goes on his sheets.

and finally, they can relax in the nothingness they find comforting. when jisung comes back from the bathroom, he finds minho sprawled out over his bed with his cheek squished into his pillow. he smiles fondly, moving to slip into the sheets with him.

"did you want to talk about something?"

minho's eyes flutter open, eyebrows barely pinching together. "no? i jus' wanted to sleep in your bed tonight."

"really now?" jisung chuckles lightly, tilting his head. "why?"

"because, your laundry detergent smells good." the older deadpans into his pillow. the younger rolls his eyes.

"okay, what you're smelling is me. you can just say that i smell good, it works out too."

"such a compliment fisher," minho groans. jisung scoffs and sits up in his bed, looking around. he grabs his phone from his nightstand and fidgets with it.