ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ʟᴜꜱᴛ - ᴇɴʜʏᴘᴇɴ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ

𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 - 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚎 [M]

Heeseung x Jake

Heeseung is completely exhausted and all he's dreaming of is rest. However, there is one simple thing that prevents him from achieving his goal.

. . . . .

"Heeseung, have you seen my toothbrush?" Jake peered out from behind the bathroom door with bright, widened eyes.

I glanced up from my phone, furrowing my brows as I scanned through my memories. I was seated on the edge of the squishy bed, doing my usual scan through social media before I got ready for sleep. "No, I don't think so. Is it missing?"

"Why else would I ask?" He chuckled as he retreated back inside. I heard the sounds of bottles being shoved around, a few things probably falling on the tile from how loud these noises were becoming. A few uncensored curses followed the slamming, enhanced by the perfect acoustics of the bathroom. "Goddammit, where the hell did it go?!"

I grumbled and tossed my phone into the pile of sheets, choosing to help him over staying there and listening to his shouting. I trudged across the carpet and knelt over his suitcase, yanking at the tiny zipper until the lid flew open. Jake's clothing was haphazardly thrown inside, and everything was utterly disorganized. No wonder he couldn't find anything.

I rustled through his unnecessarily large pile of clothing until I found that toothbrush. I grinned to myself and stood to approach the bathroom. I twisted the knob open and met with Jake angrily rustling through his toiletry bag as if there was a time limit. "I found it."

Jake whipped his head up, releasing a loud sigh and his eyes returning to their natural puppy state. "Oh, thank god." he snatched the brush out of my grasp, instantly waving me right back out. I shrugged and leaned against the wall, patiently waiting for my turn to use the bathroom.

I always enjoyed sharing a hotel room with Jake, especially on tours like this. Sure, he may be a bit disorganized, but he was calm nearly all the time. Not to mention, we get along exceptionally well. It was rare that we even disagreed unless it was playfully. I was fond of our friendship and I was grateful that he understood me as much as he did.

I nearly jumped when the door popped open, our eyes meeting instantaneously. I managed to conceal my rapid heart rate with a small smile as we traded places.

"Thanks for finding it for me, Heeseung," he muttered under a breath that was so heavy that I could barely decipher his words. Jake followed that up with a noisy yawn as he shuffled towards the bed. "I'm gonna go to sleep."

"Okay, I'll be there in a few minutes," I replied with a short nod as I clicked the door shut. I hastily scrubbed off my makeup with a dried-out wipe, then sloppily brushed my teeth while I stared myself down in the mirror. It was just past midnight, and we had yet another flight to catch tomorrow. Hopefully, my sleep would be decent for once.