People | minsung |

sunrise poem

song for this chapter:

good looking, Suki Waterhouse 

minhos eyes were closing by the time he was done wiping the bathroom down and draining the tub. he glanced to his  watch. 

3:49. 

he dragged his feet to the room he was sleeping in. the room was almost completely dark except for the skylight that ran over the bed, illuminating a figure bundled in the sheets. his heart sank. 'jisung?' he whispered, slowly approaching and sitting on the edge of the King bed. 'he's gorgeous even when sleeping?' minho smiles subconsciously. he only smiles like this alone, watching something he likes or while listening to music and his favorite part came on. never at someone else. not since.. 

his train of thought was interrupted by jisung mumbling something and shifting, his hand flying to minhos shirt, grabbing it and tugging it down. 'hey!' minho accidentally shouted, caught off guard. his hands flew, clapping to his mouth. he mentally slapped himself as he saw jisung frown sleepily, his eyes fluttering open. 'hey.' 

'hey.'

'do you want me to go sleep in the other room or-?' 

'no. it's okay. you can.. stay here..'

'oh. okay.' minho was fighting the urge to smile at making eye contact with a sleepy-face, disoriented jisung. jisung just kept on staring, lip slowly curling into a soft grin.

'so i just-?' minho tossed his slippers off and stiffly slips into the bed. jisung shuffled backwards, giving the older space to lay down. 

minho got comfortable, enjoying the body heat jisung left on the sheets. an awkward smile painted minhos lips as he lay like a corpse. 

'i'm gonna- t.. turn around now, so..' the older breathed.

jisung stayed smiling at the back of minhos head. 'oh come here,' jisung suddenly yanked minho by the waist, pushing his front to his back. 'hm. better.' minho can hear the smile in his voice. the younger nuzzled his nose into the back of minhos neck. the olders breath hitched when he felt jisung exhale warmth onto his skin.

 'goodnight.'