It Started In The Hallway - Minsung

Twenty-two

"Get in bed." Minho says, taking his shirt off.

Jisung is surprised Minho is taking his shirt off again, especially since they are sleeping together but he doesn't say anything and just gets in the bed. He cant help but glance at Minhos body a bit more.

Minho sits down on the bed, it's big, definitely enough space for both of them.

"Alright, good night Jisung." Minho says, laying down as he turns the lamp off.

"Good night Minho, and thank you..." Jisung says, trying not to be too awkward.

"For what? You are welcome here anytime now that we are friends." Minho says, laying on his side looking towards Jisung.

"Well first you took care of me when I got drunk, then you let me stay another night and convinced the others I was at home, it just seems that you care for me." Jisung says, laying on his back, facing the ceiling.

"I do care for you, we are friends now." Minho puts his hand on Jisungs chin and turns his face toward him. "There are great people who love and care for you."

I don't have a crush on him... I don't have a crush on him... He only sees me as a friend...

"I just want to hug you right now..." Jisung says.

Without saying anything, Minho pulls Jisung closer and hugs him, one arm around Jisungs waist and the other on his head.

Jisung is hugging Minho, his head resting on  Minhos bare shoulders and neck. He is wrapping his hands around Minhos uncovered waist as well, he can feel his skin.

They lay there hugging for a few minutes and Jisung starts to get sleepier. He is breathing lightly on Minhos neck, drifting off to sleep. Minho is also falling asleep.

After a bit, they are both sleeping, still cuddling each other.

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The light is shining through the window, making Jisung immediately shut his eyes again and bury his face in the pillow. He is laying on his stomach, half asleep, snuggling into the pillow when suddenly it places its hand on Jisungs head and runs its fingers through his hair.

"Are you comfortable there?" Minho asks, smirking as Jisungs face is pressed up against his bare chest, knowing he's probably not thinking right.

"Mhm." Jisung says, nodding and snuggling more into Minhos chest, his lips touching Minho's skin.

"Thats good then." Minho says as he continues playing with Jisungs hair, their legs tangled together.

"Yea." Jisung says, slowly waking up, rubbing his eyes. He opens his eyes, and the first thing he sees is... Minhos chest?

...OH MY GOD... OH MY GOD, WHAT AM I DOING???

Jisung tries to quickly get up, very embarrassed and shocked, but Minho places his hands on Jisungs waist and pulls Jisungs legs over him, not letting him move.

"Why don't you stay? You said you were comfy." Minho says, teasing Jisung who is sitting on his thighs now.

"Huh?!" Jisung says, blushing a lot even though he just woke up.

"You heard me." Minho says, rubbing Jisungs waist a little.

"But-"

"But what? I know you like it~" Minho says, moving his hands down to Jisungs hips.

Jisung covers his face with his hands, trying to hide the redness.

"Oh, come on now, what if I want to see your adorable flustered face?" He says, now wrapping one arm around Jisungs waist and placing one on his head, pulling him down closer.

"No way!" Their faces are inches apart, Jisung still covering his.

Minho pulls Jisungs bottom closer, making Jisung sit on his hips as Minho is leaning against the bed frame...