I'm so sorry but I had to go on break due to my own classes, and didn't get enough time for this ff. Anyways, I hope you like this chapter, though it is short and rushed, I just wanted to let you all know that i'll be publishing here n there.
Next morning, Minho woke up and did the usual. He took a shower and got ready, then head to the kitchen to eat something. On his way out, he noticed Jisung standing by the door with a suitcase and bag. Jisung looked up from his phone and at Minho. He turned around without saying anything and left, closing the door behind him. Minho looked around the living room which was neat and tidy. Not even going to live here and he still likes it clean. I guess I have this place to myself for now. He went to the kitchen and opened the fridge, only to see it empty. Where's all the food?!?! Oh, right. Jisung did all the buying. Minho let out a sigh realizing that Jisung also did most of the chores, including the laundry, cooking, and cleaning.
"He's so cold! He didn't even leave any milk! Now what am I supposed to eat?? I'll just buy some coffee on my way to class..." Minho leaves the kitchen, heading to his room to get his hoodie. He walked his way to school, grabbing some coffee on his way there. His morning was rather peaceful, not having to wake up to Jisung asking questions. Although he didn't admit it, deep down, he kind of missed the smell of omelets and breakfast that Jisung used to make. The rest of his day went pretty well. When he came back from class, he was exhausted. The lights were all off except is room's, which he thought he had forgotten to close that morning. What he didn't notice was the suitcase outside the room. He opened the door, not expecting to see someone lying down in his bed. Who the hell is this?!?! Minho walks over to the bed, taking the blanket off of the head of someone, only to see a familiar face.
"Shit, Jisung, why are you back?!? And why are you in my room above all?!?!" Minho notices how Jisung's face seems a bit pink. Jisung turns to face Minho.
"They said there were no other rooms and I had to stay in this one..they gave me something funky to drink.." Minho looks at Jisung the realization hitting him. He's drunk. Someone gave him something in his drink. Shit, he's an angel, he's not supposed to drink.. Minho stares at Jisung's pink face as he lies there, sleeping.
"Jisung..? How are you feeling after the drink..?"
"I feel.. tired.." Minho sighs at his response. Great. He's the lazy/sad drunk.
"hey, get up. You're going to throw up soon." Just as Minho says this, Jisung sits up, feeling sick. He rushes out the door, heading for the bathroom. Minho lets out a groan knowing that he has to take care of Jisung now. While Jisung is in the bathroom, an idea comes to Minho. What if He made Jisung sin? That would be enough to prove he deserved the throne, right? All he had to do was make Jisung fall for him. Right at that moment, Jisung comes back in, flopping onto the bed again. Minho smirks.
"hey, Jisung? You might want to take your shirt off, you're heating up." Jisung does as he's told, taking his shirt off, there and then. Minho watches as he lies there, bare. He takes some wet cloths and starts to cool him off as he sleeps. I can't help but admire the way he's so carefree...
The Next Morning
Minho wakes up, his head resting on the bed right next to Jisung. He sits up, realizing he slept through his class. He notices how Jisung is holding onto his hand. He tries to get him to let go, but his grip only tightens.
"Jisung.. let go of my hand.." Jisung opens his eyes a bit, then sits up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"...what..? oh. Sorry" He lets go of my hand, and I get up, heading to the bathroom to shower. I come out of the shower, rubbing my neck with a towel. I smell food, and my stomach grumbles. I go to the kitchen to see Jisung making breakfast.
Jisung smile seeing me. He hands me a plate with pancakes, with butter and syrup on top. I sit down to eat, almost immediately falling in love with the pancakes. I notice Jisung looking at me while eating. I stop for a second.
"what?"
"Nothing. You seem to like pancakes."
"Yeah.." I finish eating, then put my plate in the sink. "Thanks.." I go to my room to rest since I was busy taking care of Jisung last night. I close the door of my room.
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