All my sleepless nights started with you

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Jeno doesn't know when he started feeling this way towards Haechan. Maybe it was when the younger came to his dorm room all worried and distressed when Jeno didn't show up to his room as planned to play video games. He had gotten a cold from his roommate and had forgotten to tell Haechan that he wouldn't be able to make it. That day, he got an ear full from the tanned-skinned boy and mayhaps had also accidentally passed the cold onto the poor boy. Or maybe it was when Haechan had grabbed his hand and dragged him to an ice cream parlor down the street that was giving free ice cream to couples in the name of Valentine's Day.

"Haechan! what are you doing. We are not-" Jeno remembers whisper-yelling at the shorter male. Haechan at that time had cut his rant short with a cute giggle.

"Do you want that free ice cream or not? Cause I want it." The male turned around facing Jeno.

"It's going to be fineeeee, trust me, okay?" The smaller boy reassured Jeno by drawing small circles on the back of his hands with his thumb.

"Now, let's go" Haechan swiftly turned around griping Jeno's hand as tight as ever.

"WAIT-" he remembers saying, almost falling flat on his face from the sheer amount of strength haechan had pulled him with.

The point is that he doesn't remember or know when these feelings started to emerge. Maybe they were always there, hidden in the darkness, but the more he got to know Haechan, the more his feelings went haywire and begged for Jeno's attention.

They surely succeeded. They had his full attention now. And the strawberry haired male didn't know what to do with this information. Should he confess to the younger? Should he keep these feelings to himself? Should he maybe try to get rid of them?

Jeno groaned and smacked his head softly against the pillow he currently had a suffocating grip on. This always seemed to happen to him at night. Especially when he was trying to sleep. The moment he tried to relax his mind and try to doze off into la la land, his eyes would shoot open as new and even more confusing questions would pop up in his restless brain. And they all seemingly had to do with Haechan.

Now he thinks about it, this is kinda creepy. The way he constantly thinks about the younger non- stop 24/7. His heart started beating quickly and he felt lightheaded.

What if he doesn't have a crush but an obsession with Haechan? What if he turns into one of those stalkers in those mangas Haechan reads on a constant basis in the name of Horror-

Tears started welling up in the flushed boys eyes. He tugged his hair and let out a small whine. He is going crazy. He needs to calm down and try to get his life together. The strawberry haired male  patted his cheeks a couple of times and tiredly glanced at the clock that was hanging above his desk with his mouth agape.

"Shit." That was the only word that left the boys mouth before he quickly shuffled himself in a more comfortable position on his bed and shut his eyes close ever so tightly in the hopes it would magically make his damn mind shut the fuck up.

God damn it Haechan. Who would have thought it would be because of you I wouldn't be able to get a fucking good nights rest.

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