neon roses ~ l.mh • h.js

capitolo dodici: attenzione agli emo

Minho's eyes widened but he cleared his throat and quickly regained his composure, But what about what happened last time? What has changed?

"Uhh, okay.. Are you sure?" He asked, receiving a timid nod in return and doe eyes looking up at him awaiting an answer. Minho found it hard to even think about rejecting the younger, so he sighed and got under the covers. Almost immediately, Jisung latched onto him like a koala, wrapping his legs around Minho's and his arm around his waist. Minho froze again. What if he feels how fast my heart is beating in my chest? God, I'm screwed..

"I can feel that you're tense. Just relax." Jisung said, patting Minho's waist softly. Now Minho's face was going to explode from how much he was blushing. He was thankful that no lights were on in the room so that it was too dark to tell, but was that really enough?

Thankfully though, within a few seconds, Jisung was already sound asleep, grip on Minho still as tight as ever. This is gonna be a long night..

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Minho felt a bright warmth on his eyelids. And something poking his cheek repeatedly while saying "Hyung, wake up!"

He sighed, finally opening his eyes, and was met with Jisung hovering over him to make sure that he was awake, but they were no longer cuddling. Minho wondered how long they actually stayed like that after he fell asleep..

"What time is it?" Minho batted Jisung's annoying hand away from his face and rubbed his eyes.

"11:20."

"Oh, damn. I slept in, didn't I?"

"Yeah, you must've been really comfortable.." Jisung trailed off and sent a wink to Minho, the boy blushing a small bit but grabbing the pillow from underneath his head and bringing it forward to whack Jisung on the back repeatedly.

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry!" Jisung giggled and stood up from the bed, bolting to the other side of the room to stay clear of Minho's panic-induced aggression. Minho just huffed, sitting up from the bed.

"Not gonna stay over there forever, are you?" Minho asked, noticing how Jisung was still on the other side of the room.

"I'll come back once you put that pillow down." Minho rolled his eyes and put the pillow back in its original spot. Jisung sighed, slowly walking back cautiously. He made it to his closet, stopping every 3 seconds to turn his head around and keep an eye on Minho, the boy raising his hands.

"I'm not gonna hit you anymore. Do what you need to do." Jisung squinted his eyes at him suspiciously, but he shrugged and returned to going through his closet to look for something to wear. Once Minho was sure that Jisung let his guard down, he grabbed the pillow and whacked him again.

"Minho!!" Jisung yelled, running away with his clothes.

"Maybe you should've thought first before flirting with me!"

"Yeah, you're really making that obvious!" Jisung dashed to the bathroom, closing the door behind himself. After a minute, Jisung's phone dinged.

"Jisung? You got a notification on your phone."

"What does it say?" Jisung called back. Minho leaned over to the bed stand and read the text.

"It's from Changbin. He was asking what you're doing today so that you can meet some of his friends."

"What? I can't hear you!"

"I said, it's from Changbin! He was asking what you're doing today so that you can meet some of his friends!" Minho said louder.