strawberry shortcake

51. preparations

The first thing that brought Minho from his deep slumber was the sensation of fingers brushing though his hair. The second was a painful tug at a knot that formed in his hair overnight and a breathless cuss word being mumbled as his boyfriend whom he identified as the one behind his awakening couldn't get his fingers untangled therefore the tugging and desperate curses continued.

"Please let go." He whispered in his weak morning voice and thankfully the tugging stopped. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to wake you I just wanted to play with your hair, because it looked really soft and I thought it could be romantic and whatnot, sorry that sounds cheesy, and it was alright for a while but then this happened and I,"

Minho couldn't help but smile at his anxious rambling.

"It's alright, just let me free your hand. I'll be happy to let you continue." Without opening his eyes he took Jisung's hand into his and freed him from the mess his hair became over the span of one night.

He turned on his side, snuggling closer to the younger so his face was pressed into his naked chest, his body following right after when he threw his thigh over Jisung's and hooked his hands around the other who was slightly taken aback but soon relaxed and tangled himself up around Minho as well.

The older hummed in content and let himself relax completely.

"Love me for a little longer, Jisung."

With that, they slowly drifted into sleep again until they woke up a few minutes later now both of them more awake.

"I don't want to do anything." Minho hummed tiredly into Jisung's chest with a sigh, the other's fingers back to playing with his hair. This time he was more gentle though.

"We don't have to."

"The least we have to do is get out of this club..." grumpily huffing, Minho turned around in his arms so his back was facing him and Jisung didn't miss the opportunity to press against his back and spoon him.

"It's fine, I own it, remember?" He hummed into his hair, placing a soft kiss right under his ear to calm the grumpy boy in his arms.

"But I have work to do, I have to go shopping to prepare for the sleepover and I have to go cuddle my cats and pack my things and I don't wanna leave you for the night because I'll miss you too much."

Jisung couldn't help but laugh in adoration at the whiny pout that was very much evident in his voice.

He couldn't deny the fact that he will very much miss the older as well. Even though he'll be gone only for a few hours.

"I'll make sure to love you extra before letting you go. And I promise I will text you until I fall asleep."

"You know, I really love you, Jisung."

~

"Can I really go with you hyung? You won't mind?" Felix asked uncertainly, his legs dangling from the edge of the bed while he leaned against a fluffy pillow and patted Doongie that was curled up in his lap.

"I will only be glad to have you there with me... at least I won't think about Jisung too much." He muttered the last part only for himself to hear, with a sigh packing the rest of his things for the night.

It was dumb and childish, but he could already feel himself growing homesick and missing the needy quokka. They weren't used to being apart. Firstly because Jisung wouldn't let him, then because neither of them wanted to.

It was kind of mind boggling to look at the past and remember how desperate he was for a chance to escape the scary leader and now he could barely get himself to have a slumber party with his friends because he will be missing the said not-so-scary-anymore leader.