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"Up."
Jisung keeps on pretending, his stubbornness clear as the water humans drink.
His breathing hitches, though it's barely noticeable, presumably making him think it's a slick move.
"I know you're awake," I look down at Jisung and pull the blanket off of him. "Cut the crap."
Of course, no sound comes from him.
Doongie meows and rubs his head against my legs, seeking attention. An idea pops up in my head and I lean down to pick the feline up, gently throwing him on the bed.
The boy twitches a little at the sudden presence on top of him, and it confirms my suspicions.
Though still, he plays hard to get. I roll my eyes and hover over him, trying to catch a glimpse of his face.
Expect the unexpected, the fake beauty grabs my hand and pulls me down. I lose my balance and fall on top of him, grunting silently.
The cat yelps with an irritated mreow, jumping off the bed.
"Fuck–"
"Hi." he looks up, a stupid grin on his face.
"Dipshit."
"I missed you~"
Struggling, I try to move away from him. "I didn't, let go."
"Hug me." he puts his arms around my neck and I roll my eyes, still attempting to get off of him.
"No."
"Minhooo,"
We lock eyes, my gaze falling cold on his. "You didn't eat."
Disappointment. I cooked it for him, took some minutes out of my morning routine to do that, and he didn't even go downstairs to check.
"I was sleeping."
"Bullshit."
He lets out a tired breath.
"Damn it, Jisung."
"Sorry." his arms fall down, stopping touching me. He rests them on the bed beside his sides. He's so painful to be with.
My hands are still on either side of his head, on the mattress, trying to support my body.
"Why did you fake being asleep?"
"Knew you'd get mad at me."
"I'm not necessarily mad," I sigh and narrow my eyes, staring down at him. "Just upset."
