✦ StrayKids oneshots

2min - fluff

a/n - please don't mind how the one shot is all in the middle it's literally bothering me so much but my Wattpad is glitched rn so please bare with me and double upload + this is a very long chapter..very long meaning over 6k words....anyways requested by :
yourfavbndstan

Summary

Minho and Seungmin think they're doing a good job of hiding their relationship from their members. The members in question would beg to differ.

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By the time Hyunjin leaves the practice room that night, the time on his phone is already blinking past 3:00 am. He'd been working on an individual routine this time around, and the choreographer had already told him to wrap up a few hours ago, but he didn't want to lose his concentration streak. He may be tired now, but it's the good kind of tired; the satisfied kind.

He tries to be quiet when he enters the dorms. It's not out of the ordinary for any of them to be up this late, but it also isn't particularly healthy-something he's reminded of when he sees the light from Chan's laptop reflecting on his face as he walks past him on the couch. Hyunjin sometimes wonders if insomnia is contagious.

He considers hanging back to chat with Chan, but decides against it. Hyunjin's already tired and he doesn't want to distract Chan from whatever he's working on. He'll be trouble if he accidentally wakes up his roommates any later than this, anyway.

The door to the room he shares with Seungmin and Minho has a tendency to squeak as loudly as possible especially when he's attempting the exact opposite-and sure enough, it does exactly that. Hyunjin winces. They really should do something about these room arrangements.

But in a strange stroke of luck, neither of the two wake up to curse him out like they usually do. He glances at the sheet separating Minho's bed from the rest of the room with only a little bit of fear in his eyes, but no one threatens to put him in an air fryer for ruining their beauty sleep. Hyunjin carefully shuts the door behind him and makes his way to his bunk in the dark, letting out a sigh of relief when even the creaking of the floorboards don't seem to have an effect on them.

It's only a while later, when he can finally feel himself drifting asleep before 5:00 am for once, that Hyunjin hears a whisper from the other side of the room.

"Do you think he's asleep yet?"

A muffled sound, like something being hit. "Yah. If he isn't, then he can hear you right now."

There's no reply for a few minutes. Hyunjin's half-asleep brain still struggling to process the fact that his roommates are both still awake and didn't take it as an excuse to complain about him.

"See? He's asleep."

"If he wakes up because of you, I'm pushing you off this bed, Kim Seungmin," Minho promises. And Hyunjin needs another two minutes to process that. Why are they-?

Actually, nevermind, he's better off not knowing.

A pause. Hyunjin thinks he can practically hear Seungmin roll his eyes. "It'll be payback for all the times he's woken me up."