Not Just Fan Service

Stage 7: breathe

★·.·'𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎'·.·★

"Are you alright? And please be honest," Chan spoke gently.

He and Jisung were once again met up in the dining room, having some water since neither of them could sleep, though for completely different reasons. And Chan knew he probably shouldn't have asked only because he felt he wasn't going to get an honest answer anyways, but with each day that passed he only saw Jisung acting more and more strange, and Chan was growing increasingly worried. He just hoped Jisung would forgive him for the constant asking.

"I don't know," Jisung replied, "I've just been feeling strange around someone recently and don't even ask me how to explain it because I have not even the slightest clue how to do it. I don't even know where to begin right now. And that's really all you need to know, is that I'm feeling weird and confused and maybe it's mildly concerning but not to the point that it's gonna bother me in interviews or with any of our work, really, okay that's all, goodnight."

Chan watched as Jisung basically ran back to his room and furrowed his eyebrows as he muttered to himself, "what the hell?"

Jisung just stared up at his ceiling after he'd crawled back into his bed. He rubbed his face before stuffing it into his pillow and groaning in frustration because not only could he not figure out his feelings, but he couldn't even properly tell Chan just how strange he was feeling. He tried making sense of it over and over, night after night. But every time he tried, he came up empty handed. He was exhausted.

Jisung didn't even remember closing his eyes that night, much less falling asleep. The next thing he knew, his eyes were opening and there was light shining through the window. Jisung exited his room a couple minutes later to get around for the day and found himself spending a little extra time on his outfit and hair. Every time he thought he looked okay, he would see something he felt the need to fix. He wasn't sure what it was, Jisung just knew he felt the need to make sure it all looked perfect, and he was growing irritated at the fact that his hair, specifically, didn't seem to want to cooperate.

"Hey, there you are," Jisung jumped at the voice and nervously looked over to see Minho standing in the doorframe. he almost missed Minho's curious stare, "we were getting ready to start the first movie out here, you coming?"

"Uh, yeah," Jisung nodded, cringing internally because of the possibility that Minho saw him working too hard on his hair. The possibility that Minho saw his effort and how he was failing, "I'll be out in just a second."

"Okay, I'll save you a spot then," Minho nodded and turned to walk away before he turned back and added, "oh, and your hair looks nice like that by the way."

Jisung looked back at his reflection as Minho walked away and he sighed, leaving the bathroom behind the dancer, still unsure as to why he spent so much time on his hair in the first place. Unsure as to why he decided to spend so much time on it since he knew there was no schedule, the others were only coming over for a movie day. Unsure as to why a smile appeared on his face as he followed Minho into the living room.

He took a seat beside Changbin and Felix and jumped when Minho sat down beside him despite the fact the older had implied that he'd sit beside him. Jisung watched as the dancer reached for his water bottle, "is this yours?"

"Y-Yeah," Jisung nodded, watching as Minho took a sip while Hyunjin started their first movie.

"Is something bothering you? You just seem jumpy lately," Minho whispered as he leaned back on the couch to whisper to the younger.

"Uh huh," Jisung hummed out as he stared at Minho as he took another sip from his water bottle. He shook his head a second later, registering just exactly what Minho said and pulled his eyes away from the older, "I mean no. I just-...I mean the 'uh huh' was that I know that I'm being jumpy, but nothing is bothering me, I'm good, I'm okay."