Jisung walks out of his room and into the kitchen.
It's my house. If he sees me then it's not a big deal. I live here.
He grabs his donut and looks over the open counter to the living room.
The sun is just starting to set and outside is casting a golden glow through the big windows leading to the front yard and into the house. His breath hitches when he sees Minho on the couch watching the TV.
All sense of insecurity washes away when he hears the intro music to Howl's moving castle. He excitedly bounces on his feet to the couch and plops himself next to Minho to watch his favorite movie. It's like an 'on' switch for getting him to do something.
He scoots his knees up to his chest and holds his legs with one hand, eating his donut with the other.
Jace is sitting with his legs stretched out on the other side of the couch and Minho is sitting in the middle with his ankles crossed and one arm on the back of the couch, conveniently resting right behind Jisung.
Regular Jisung would've died, but this Jisung is too distracted by the movie to realize or care that his shoulder was perfectly tucked under Minho's outstretched arm.
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Minho cares.
Who does this boy think he is to sit himself so close to Minho?
He lives here
Oh...
Still, his torso is dangerously close to Minho's. He just chooses to ignore him. Focusing on the movie instead.
......
One movie turned into watching three, then four. Ponyo, my neighbor Totoro, and finishing their studio ghibli binging with Kiki's delivery service.
Jace was already asleep, Minho stayed awake through all the movies but could feel his eyes getting heavy so he put on some long documentary to fall asleep to.
Jisung, apparently, was still awake too. He reached behind Minho and grabbed a blanket resting on the couch, spreading it over both him and Minho.
Minho fell asleep after about half an hour and stayed asleep for about the same time. The reason he woke up was because a certain black haired boy was resting his head on Minho's shoulder. His whole body facing Minho. He could hear his light snoring.
He poked Jisung's cheek.
Soft
Jisung didn't wake up. Minho gently took the blanket off the both of them and got up. Jisungs head went limp against his own shoulder without anything there to support it. Before Minho could think better of it, he took a quick picture of the soft scene before scooping Jisung up in his arms.
His feet lightly walking on the cold tile, He carried Jisung to the hallway where all the kids' rooms were lined up and saw the furthest door with stickers that spelled out Jisungs name.
He laughed a little at the cute stickers before opening the handle by pressing his knee down on it and gently kicking it open. He moved the blankets over with his foot and set Jisung down, pulling the blankets over him, taking one more picture of the sleepy boy before going back to the couch to sleep.
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A/n: AHHHHHHHHHH. I'm so excited for this story. Next chapter will be the last one before the time skip and then the LEGAL stuff happens😏😏😏
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