guilty conscience | minsung

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jisung had seemingly fallen asleep again to regain the sleep he lost while he stayed up the entire night thinking about what to do for the situation he had found out. and minho could only hope he would sleep undisturbed without any nightmares.

"should we go back to the dorm or?" minho questioned, tilting his head since he was really considering if leaving jisung alone would be a good idea when he was unconscious. he should've informed beforehand, shit. and now he couldn't since he had fallen asleep.

"one of us should stay," changbin cut his train of thoughts away, looking at the boy who was knocked out cold.

"right? so-"

"you, seungmin just sO happened to want to go on a date." changbin interrupted before minho could even ask, causing the boy to narrow his eyes at him in a judging manner.

"are you just trying to set me up with jisung or does seungmin really like you?" minho mumbled to himself, acting grumpy as if he wouldn't like to stay at jisung's house. in all honesty, he'd rather stay here and make sure jisung's okay than being concerned when he wasn't in his sight.

"seungmin really does like me. do you want evidence that i have to be there in a few-"

"i get it, shut up. now go off unless you wanna get killed by that puppy." minho chuckled, and changbin just scoffed before waving at minho and then moving to step out of jisung's room.

"OH, make sure to cuddle him if he gets vulnerable. I've experienced it, it's adorable." changbin said one last time, winking at minho before exiting the room and running out of the house.

and minho just stood there in disbelief, his hand raised up in a fist if it wasn't for changbin rushing out, he would've punched him for real.

he just sighed afterwards, calming himself down from the sudden fluster and exiting jisung's room to give him some privacy while he was sleeping.

he could just sit in the living room and chill anyways.

once minho's eyes had caught the numerous boxes around the house, he felt an immense desire to take the things out and arrange them even if he didn't know where to. it was just unsettling when there was so much space that jisung could've decorated nicely.

and since he didn't have a better job, he thought maybe doing this would be a good idea.

but he was also conflicted whether jisung would get mad at him, so he calmed himself down and sat on the couch even though his desperate desire to arrange them properly might have even been eating him inside.

minho took his phone from where he left it on the table before, deciding that could distract him.

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jisung hadn't expected to wake up to soft rustling emanating throughout his house, and when a thud followed right after, his body jolted up to sit. his mind automatically thinking that there was an intruder in the house.

he jumped out from his bed, having nothing to grab in his room he just carefully stepped out of the room. the immediate dizziness of his fever had hit him like a truck but at least it had gone down.

his sleepy mind seemed to have forgotten that there were people in his house before he fell asleep.

jisung stopped in his tracks when he saw a shadow moving, and more rustling going on before minho's face came into his eye sight and he screamed loudly, causing minho to scream as well and fall on his butt on the ground from where he was crouching down.

"oh my gOD-" minho yelled, a hand on his heart as he saw that it was just jisung and no one else. still, it had scared the shit out of him because he was so in his world to notice anything going on around him.