Always is a Promise {Minsung}

Chapter 5

Morning came faster than expected for Jisung, as he found himself in the kitchen alone as he prepared breakfast for all his friends. A low hum came from the oven as he opened it, placing the meal into the oven before shutting it and setting a timer for 30 minutes. He let out a soft sigh, slowly leaning backward and stretching his body out, followed by a yawn that seemed to shake his body. He let out another sigh, a harsher and quick one, shaking his body free from any tension. He left the kitchen, going back into his bedroom.

On the right side of the room laid Jeongin with Changbin. When or why Changbin joined Jeongin was a mystery, although it didn't intrigue him too much. He would just simply ask when Changbin woke up. He looked over to the left of the room, seeing Minho asleep in bed, though he did hug a pillow in place of Jisung.

He approached Minho, slowly pulling the pillow out from his arms. His arms collapsed at the lost of the pillow, Jisung watching as he pulled them into his chest. He placed the pillow behind Minho, grabbing his arms next to make space for him. He slowly climbed in, wrapping the arms tightly around him. He relaxed into him, smiling softly.

A soft groan was heard in his ear. "Shouldn't you be making breakfast?" Minho mumbled out, sleep still heavy in his voice.

"It's in the oven," Jisung whispered back, still growing comfortable.

"Mmm... sure..." he groaned again, nuzzling his nose into his back. "It's safer to stay in the oven..."

Jisung smiled softly. "It'll be okay. We have 30 minutes."

"30 is a long time... fire..." Minho mumbled on, tightening his grip on Jisung.

Jisung let out a soft breath, allowing himself to adjust to Minho. He laid there awake, hearing soft sounds come from Minho as he continued to sleep. He gently grabbed his hand, holding it and rubbing it as he laid there quietly, a soft smile plastered onto his face.

Across the room, an alarm began to ring. He watched as Changbin slowly sat up from the bed, grabbing his phone, and turning the alarm off. He rubbed his eye as he looked down at Jeongin, removing himself from him slowly. He held his phone up, staring at the time. He let out a sigh, looking over at Jisung.

"... shouldn't you be cooking?" He asked the morning stuck in his voice.

"It's in the oven," Jisung replied.

"Oh..." he groaned again, pulling the blankets off of him and getting out of the bed.

"What's that about?" Jisung asked, pointing at the bed and Jeongin.

"Hmm? What?" He looked back, seeing Jeongin. "Oh.. he didn't feel comfortable sleeping alone so I kinda joined him."

"Interesting."

"I'm just being kind to him."

"Suuree.. kind."

"I promise that is all."

Jisung rolled his eyes. "I'll choose to believe you for now."

Changbin held a hand up to his face, stretching silently. He shook out his sleepiness before sighing deeply. "Damn it, all my clothes are in the couple's room." He stood up, dragging his feet to the door before stopping, and turning back to Jisung. "I'm not gonna lie, sleeping with someone else is uncomfortable. I can't sprawl across the bed."

"You're just not used to it. You'll find someone you'll love to cuddle with. I mean, look at me. I used to hate physical contact in bed, but I grew to love it as Minho kept attaching himself to me."

"You like it because your crush is cuddling you."

"That too."

Jisung looked behind himself to check on Minho, a small panic sense filling him at the word "crush". Minho just laid there, fast asleep and still. If he was awake, he would... well, Jisung didn't know what Minho would do if he found out Jisung crushed on him.