Not Just Fan Service

Stage 19: clingy

★·.·'𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎'·.·★

Since the conclusion of the fan meeting, Jisung had begun to feel the need to be around Minho at every possible moment he could find. Constantly placing himself beside the older when they grouped up to watch movies or when he went over to Minho's dorm to hang out with him and he was TV with Felix, Seungmin, and Jeongin. And thanks to everyone knowing about his feelings, it made things easier for Jisung as they always made room for him beside Minho for the producer to sit. And in the past two weeks, Jisung had managed to sneak into Minho's room and crawl into his bed in the middle of the night a total of four times all thanks to the help of Felix.

The first time it had occurred was three days after the fan meeting had concluded. When Minho woke up, he was beyond confused why someone was beside him in his bed, and even more confused when he realized that it was Jisung. It wasn't like he minded that it was someone from the other dorm. Didn't mind that it was Jisung even. He just laughed lightly and let himself fall back asleep.

He was surprised the second time, too, as well as the third, but when he woke up around two in the morning and spotted the younger beside him for the fourth time, he wasn't even phased. He just covered the younger with the blankets a little better and fell back asleep with a hand draped over his waist.

Jisung woke up first after that, turning carefully to his left to look at the older sleeping beside him. The older's curtains were open slightly , letting the sun come through and shine on his face at the perfect angle, leaving Jisung in awe with a sense of deja vu. He let himself stare at the older for a while as he admired the way Minho's bed-head hair really wasn't so messy. Admired his long eyelashes. The way the sun highlighted all his best features. Every feature of his. The way his arm rested underneath where his head laid on the pillow. The way his relaxed face looked. The way he breathed evenly.

Jisung wasn't sure how long he was staring for. Just knew that once Minho suddenly shifted, he panicked and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep for a reason he wasn't entirely sure of; had he just simply looked away, Minho still wouldn't have known that he was even staring at him at all. But as Jisung laid there, pretending to sleep, he realized he rarely did things the easy way. He tended to make things way harder for himself than they needed to be.

The producer felt the bed move as Minho shifted and was pleasantly surprised with himself as he didn't open his eyes as some sort of reflex. Though, he felt himself panic as he felt Minho leaning closer to him and, for a moment, he wondered if the older one was going to kiss him. But then he felt the older male's finger lightly graze his forehead, brushing some hair away from his face.

Jisung felt his face heating up and he pretended to stir in his sleep because of it, turning on his side, away from the older to hide the redness on his face as best as he could. And after a moment, he felt the bed move once more as Minho stood and quietly walked out of the room. Only then did Jisung let his eyes open, letting out a quiet breath he didn't know he'd been holding in. He sat up and touched his forehead, finding the piece of hair that Minho had brushed away from his face moments prior as a smile spread onto his face. He balled his fists for a moment, stimming before taking a deep breath to calm himself down and lightly hitting his cheeks with open palms to bring himself back into reality.

Felix suddenly entered the room, causing Jisung to jump, placing a hand over his heart, "shit, you scared me."

The Australian cringed, "I'm sorry, but I wanted to ask how you're doing. You've been clingy with him lately I see."

Jisung cringed as well at the statement, but a smile formed on his face anyway, "I'm good I just... I want to be around him all the time and I guess I'm allowing myself to do so. I woke up, like, ten minutes ago and I was just staring at him and- okay so that sounds a little creepy but he's pretty to sue me but anyway, he then started waking up so I pretended to be asleep and he brushed hair away from my face and oh my god, Felix, I'm just so gay for him."