Not Just Fan Service

stage 3: confused

★·.·'𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎'·.·★

After opening his eyes, the first thing Jisung did was close them, wincing as light was shining through the curtains. He peeled his eyes open a minute later, allowing his pupils to adjust to the light illuminating the room and when they were completely open, he froze. The first thing his eyes landed on was Minho's sleeping face; the sun shining down on the older's face, causing him to glow in such a way that had Jisung entranced.

The rapper raised his right hand and slowly brushed some hair away from the older's face, staring with curious eyes with only one thought running through his mind: What the hell is wrong with me? And that wasn't because he was confused about everything else, but rather the fact that looking at the older male had made his mind go blank and he only could process the one thought.

Jisung couldn't make sense of anything, really. He couldn't remember why Minho was sleeping in his bed. He couldn't remember going to bed at all. As a matter of fact, he couldn't remember anything that had happened the day prior. So, Jisung closed his eyes and let his mind wander, wracking his brain to remember bits and pieces of what had happened, finally recalling that neither of them could sleep. Recalling that he felt a little overwhelmed the day before thanks to everything going on.

Opening his eyes again, his heart fluttered, feeling almost out of breath as his mind went blank once again. Jisung, for a second, wondered why looking at the older made him unable to think, until Minho shifted in his sleep and pulled Jisung closer, that being the only reason that the rapper had realized that Minho's arms were around him at all.

As Jisung stared at the older sleeping soundly, he began to wonder why he suddenly didn't feel so panicked. Even with the older so close. Maybe too close. He didn't panic as Minho shifted again. Didn't panic when his heart jumped. Didn't even panic when the older's eyes fluttered open, mirroring what Jisung had to do in order to get used to the light. Didn't panic as he subconsciously moved a hand to block the sunlight from the older males' eyes. Didn't panic as Minho looked at him and they stared into each other's eyes for maybe longer than what was necessary.

Minho was the first to break the gaze, eyes falling from Jisung's own for mere seconds before meeting the youngers again. Jisung wondered why as Minho spoke, "how did you sleep?"

Jisung breathed in almost a gasp before replying, "I slept pretty good, what about you?"

Minho nodded as he grabbed the younger's hand, moving it away from shielding his eyes so Jisung's arm wouldn't get tired, "I slept good too."

Jisung nodded carefully, eyes slowly drifting to look at Minho's hand holding his own, "good."

There was something about the way Minho was looking at him that made panic settle into Jisung's brain. There was something about his gaze that made the younger feel everything at once, so he sat up and moved back, every movement of his a little too fast, causing him to nearly fall off the bed completely. The only reason he managed to escape such a fate was thanks to Minho's quick reflexes. And not so thanks to Minho's reflexes, the older pulled on Jisung's arm a little too hard, causing them to collide, noses bumping into each other's. Jisung's eyes widened, freezing as Minho said, "are you alright?"

The younger pushed himself back a bit, "I-...yeah...yeah, I'm fine. I'm gonna go get some.... some breakfast."

Minho was going to reply, but the younger had already left the room. Laying back down, he stared at the ceiling while trying to figure out what had just happened. He looked over at the door that Jisung had left open during his rush out, and sighed, turning back to the ceiling and closing his eyes.