I'm so into you.

Sweet hot chocolate

Han pov-

It was 4am in the morning and Jisung just couldn't sleep, he threw off his duvet and turned the bedside light on, he couldn't comprehend why he couldn't sleep, he's not been sleeping well for a couple of days now, maybe it's the comeback he thought to himself.

Anxiety building up Jisung always got nervous a few weeks before each comeback thinking that, will his clothes suit him? Has he lost enough weight? Or maybe he needs to go to the gym more. Moving to get out of bed he thinks maybe some hot chocolate will help.

Feet dragging across the floor in need of something to un-stimulate himself he notices there's a light on in the kitchen wondering who's up at this time, well maybe Chan, he never goes to bed early.

"Minho".

"Is that you".

Minho was sitting on the kitchen bar stall with a glass of red wine in his hand.

"Jisung?"

"Why are you still up, could you not sleep"

Heavy lidded Minho was already half asleep, but his body wouldn't let him drift off and found him in the same predicament as Jisung now is.

In the kitchen needing a fix.

"No I couldn't, my mind was racing after itself again and I thought maybe a hot chocolate would help, wait are you drinking red wine?!"

"No Jisung, it's blood of a unicorn, are you stupid"

"Very funny Minho, I mean it could of been juice"

"Drinking juice out of a wine glass that's new" Minho laughed swishing around his glass then downing the rest of the wine in one.

"Do you need me to make the hot chocolate for you?"

"Na, I'm a big boi I can make it myself"

Minho was feeling abit knocked out now after one glass of wine, it certainly did the trick, he felt the warmth inside of him and he laidback, eyes closed on the barstool arms folded drifting off.

"Minho"

"Eh Minho"

Jesus is he sleeping, looks so uncomfortable.

Jisung starts taking the milk out the fridge and hot chocolate out the cupboard already feeling tired just thinking about the idea of having to make this.

I wish Minho was awake he always makes the best hot chocolate.

Looking up at Minho, Jisung takes full advantage and takes notes of his soft features, he looks so peaceful sleeping, the way his brown hair waved slightly longer than he remembered, his full lips slightly parted. Jisung looks down at his arms the way his muscles are formed you could see it clearer because his arms are crossed over his chest.

He's so beautiful.

Jisung blushed, woah stop being weird dude he thought to himself as he continued stirring his milk in the saucepan trying to forget the weird sensation building up in his body.

Once the hot chocolate was made he cleaned up the rest of the kitchen and sat down on one of the bar stools next to Minho.

"Minho"

"Minho! Wake up"

With a jolt, Minho woke up glazed eyes not realising he'd actually fallen asleep.

"Ah Sungie sorry I must of dozed off, did you make your hot chocolate"

Minho stretched his arms and legs out trying to wake up abit.

"Yeah, I haven't had hot chocolate in ages, I forgot how good it tastes"

Minho stared at Jisung his lips curled up to a full smile.

"Bet it doesn't taste as good as me"

Jisung chocked and spat out what was remaining of the drink in his mouth trying not to die.

"OMG Minho are you trying to kill me"

"I love teasing you, you know your cheeks go red and it spreads down to your neck, it's attractive"

Minho loved making Jisung suffer, teasing him whenever he got the chance to, any opportunity to see the blush spread over his body, he wonders what he's thinking right now.

"What are you thinking of"

"Nothing, why what are you thinking of"

"Ummmm, I'm thinking of the need to actually go to bed now"

Jisung was squirming, why did he have to say such things especially when he looks all doe eyed and sleepy it's almost attractive. No it's definitely attractive.

"Alright we both better go to bed" Minho said sitting up right starting to move.

"Yeah ok, anyway why are you even awake at this time, you don't normally stay up this late".

Minho moved closer so he was positioned in between Jisungs legs to ruffle his hair.

"Hyunjin was snoring so loudly I'm surprised it didn't wake up the whole dorm, nothing for you to worry about anyway, night Sungie, have sweet dreams of me".

Jisung now looking like he'd seen a ghost watched Minho walk away out of the kitchen knowing that he'll definitely be dreaming of somthing tonight.

Finally sleepy jisung makes his way to his bed his thoughts all over the place.

My god man why does he have to do that, he makes me so, so, what's the word, unsettled? Hmm not sure but I'm so exhausted now I'm definitely going to crash hard.