#상자 안의 남자|Man In The Box. | Gayeon

MITB. | 2

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE & TRIGGERING THEMES LIKE:
sexual themes, violence, depictions of ptsd & depression.
mentions of eating disorders & mental disorders.
❤️‍🩹 cw ; mentions of & depictions of
vomiting + linked with ed's

Jiseok's hands ran up the sides of Jooyeon's body, tracing the curves of his figure lightly with his fingers as they moved gracefully underneath Jooyeon's shirt, lifting it more the further he went.

The boys were sat on the floor of a very unfamiliar and bright scene.

Jooyeon's breath was skipping as he felt the boy's touch while he took his bottom lip in between his teeth, Jiseok gripped his body and tugged him down so he'd be closer to his face before roughly pressing his lips against Jooyeon's to initiate a deep kiss.

The long-haired boy gasped softly against his lips and immediately kissed him back, melting against his touch. It was his weakness; what he would succumb to just thinking about it. Jiseok's hands slid around to his back and down towards his waist now, playing with the band of his pants when suddenly; Jooyeon's name was called.

Too immersed at the moment, Jooyeon ignored it. He wrapped his arms around the boy tightly as he scooted up closer on his lap.

Then he heard his name again.

He pulled away and looked around the white void the two were in, alone. He just wanted to be with Jiseok, he was frustrated that something was trying to interrupt that.

Jooyeon looked down into Jiseok's eyes, examining his facial features, his mouth closed, lips pressed against one another as Jooyeon's name was called out again.

It wasn't Jiseok, it wasn't anything in the room since they were the only two in the room.

What was it?

The voice called out Jooyeon's name once more, this time more aggressively, his body starting to shake slightly like he was being pushed back and forth.

Jooyeon's eyes suddenly fluttered open to see Jungsu's face above his own, going wide-eyed with how close they were.

Jungsu had been trying to get Jooyeon to wake up for the past five minutes until he finally resorted to shaking the boy awake.

"Your alarm for your meds went off," Jungsu explained in a much softer tone than he was using to get the boy up. "Oh," He simply hummed, stretching his arms a bit as he slowly sat up in the bed.

"No," He argued with a small breath, eyes laying over his best friend who was sitting at the end of his bed. "Lay with me for a while,"

Jooyeon's lips were now formed in a pout directed towards Jungsu as he opened his arms wide to invite him into his embrace. Without any hesitation, Jungsu dove straight into his arms and clung tightly around the latter's body.

Jooyeon was just lying there as he held his best friend in his arms now, his eyes trailing off to a corner of the ceiling as he leaned down and gently pecked the blonde boy's head, the last bit of attention he truly gave him before his mind drifted off to that he'd just awoken from.

His feelings were just so mixed; especially with all those messages he caught up on last night from Jiseok. It was sweet in some way but you just can't apologize for almost killing someone and expect everything to be okay. Especially since it was done over text. How was Jooyeon supposed to know if he was even sincere if he couldn't see Jiseok face-to-face? He couldn't. He'd be a fool to even think about it— but there was just something he missed so badly about the way Jiseok used to touch him. Jooyeon had never been touched like that before or after Jiseok. It was like sparks against his skin, that was the only way he could think to describe it.