Hands off // Minsung FF

Almonds and Lavendar

"Are you Fucking with me right now?" He said groaning with his face sideways on the table, His cheek pressing against the wood.
"No, sorry, bro. You gotta bunk with Lee Minho. For the whole summer." Seungmin said hoping that Jisung wouldn't blow up right there and then.
"Why? Why him? I could've settled for one of those random Players.." Jisung groaned, wanting to kill Minho right now. "Yeah sorry, I'm going now. Have fun with Minho" Seungmin teased before walking away.
"Hey! Why'd you say it like that?" Jisung called after his friend but he just kept running in that direction. He sighed and headed home to pack his bags and get ready for camp.

He packed a whole bunch of clothes, a blanket, a pillow, and of course, his pink stuffed rabbit. He knew Minho would never let him go about hugging a stuffed rabbit to sleep but he didn't have a choice at the moment. He shoved everything into a backpack.

Jisung hopped onto the bus after waving goodbye to his friends. He dreaded having to stay at summer camp while his parents worked over the break but he couldn't pick and choose about this either.

Oh shit.

Jisung was convinced he had killed somebody in his past life or something to make the world hate him this much.
As soon as someone sat down next to him he recognized the almond, Lavender mixed scent.
Lee Minho.
"Jisung. Your probably glad to see me here"
Minho said with a smirk knowing that he was making Jisung's life a living hell.
To torture him even more, He sat next to him on a 10 hour bus ride across the country to a boring ass summer camp where kids go to die.
"I'm warning you now. You better shut the fuck up and not bother me or I'll throw you out the window. Got it?" Jisung threatened.
"Woah stingy. Alright I won't bother you" Minho holds his hands up in surrender. Jisung stared out the window until it got dark.

Most of the people on the bus were asleep at the time. Jisung was one of those people, with his blanket on his lap and his hands resting by his sides. Minho found this absolutely adorable and couldn't sleep since he was too busy staring at a sleeping boy. Like a stalker. He thought to himself.

Jisung's head had drifted from the window frame, to the back on his seat, to Minhos shoulder. He didn't mind it at all but he wondered what Jisung would think if he woke up and he was sleeping on his sworn enemy's shoulder like a baby.

Minho rested his head on top of Jisung's before drifting off to sleep.