Iris | Minho X Jisung

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Waking up with his head on Minho's chest was not part of his plans today.

Minho's arms wrapped around him, one hand in his hair. His chest was bare, Jisung's face pressed against his pec. But he was so comfortable, his skin was so soft. Jisung sighed, rubbing his face against him and closing his eyes. He hadn't noticed his own leg slung over both of Minho's. He ended up falling back to sleep, only opening his eyes when Minho started stroking his hair.

"Wake up, Sung," he mumbled, tucking a lot of it behind his ear. Jisung looked up, smiling softly.

"That was the best sleep ever," he grumbled, laying further on him. Minho guided him, pressing his face to his head.

"Good, we should have more sleepovers. Are you gonna wear a hood today? Lix wants to go shopping," Minho asked, cupping his cheek.

"I'll leave it off," He smiled, snuggling against him. Minho hummed and rubbed his back in large circles. Jisung huffed, hugging him.

"I don't want to get up, I'm comfy," Jisung complained, a pout on his lips.

"I know, but we need to get ready. Go on, go shower, and brush your teeth," Jisung complained as he got up, shuffling to the bathroom. He washed himself and brushed his teeth, wrapping a towel around his waist. He walked back out with a yawn, picking up his bag. Minho walked past him, ruffling his wet hair before going to shower as well.

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Felix hadn't noticed him show up. Barely greeting Minho before running off to Changbin.

Jisung felt so shit.

He felt bad, Felix had everything he ever wanted, and Jisung was moping around missing his best friend. He shouldn't feel sad or lonely. At least Felix was willing to invite him out, right?

They went around a few shops, everyone splitting up and agreeing to meet at a cafe around three. Minho and Jisung went to a clothes shop and bought a few random things here and there. Jisung had gotten a few long-sleeved shirts and some short-sleeved ones to layer on top. He also got a few pairs of baggy, ripped jeans. Minho got some simple shirts, pyjama pants, and some fluffy socks.

"Fluffy socks and pyjama pants?" Jisung questioned. Minho didn't like either of those things.

"For when you sleep over. You like fluffy socks. And if it's impulsive, you'll have some comfy pants to wear," Jisung broke into a smile, hugging him tight.

"Thank you," he mumbled into his neck. Minho smiled and rubbed back.

"Come on, let's go get ice cream," Minho grabbed his hand and pulled him along, Jisung smiling to himself. His hands were soft.

Minho didn't let go when they were in the line either.

Or when they sat down with their ice cream. He held it over the table, thumb rubbing back and forth.

"D'you like it?" Minho asked, nodding at the ice cream.

"Mhm, It's my favourite. Do you like yours?" Jisung had cookie dough.

"Yep," Minho smiled, he had mint.

Through each period of small talk, they fell into a comfortable silence. Minho's cheeks had reddened as he moved his hand, turning it straight and spreading his fingers. Jisung got the hint, locking his fingers with Minho's.

He couldn't stop thinking about how similar Minho was to Jaehyun. Well, he was nicer, prettier, and more caring. But it was the concept of having a crush. He wouldn't say he was so sure right now. It was probably a passing boy crush.