SEQUEL TO HOLD ME
"it's only human."
those are words that stick in the minds of eight boys who have found themselves closer than ever because of a year spent at the same college.
minsung, seungin, changhyunlix... and chan :')
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No traces of the day's sun were left and the crickets were well into their concert outside as Minho peacefully spent quality time with his cats. Well... not entirely peacefully. Right now, he was dealing with one of those cons he'd mulled over when he'd been making the decision to move in a bit over a month ago...
"Chan hyung!" Changbin's loud, loud voice rang out from somewhere downstairs, audible throughout the house (and perhaps the surrounding houses as well). "It's past your bedtime!"
Laughter erupted in the rooms below. The stairs creaked and multiple sets of footsteps sounded on the wood, going up. At this volume, you could hear everything, even if you tried not to.
"I'm going, I'm going! Go easy on me, I'm crippled," Chan pleaded.
Seungmin (who was more than likely leading an eye-rubbing Jeongin upstairs by the hand) teased, "Want me to tuck you in before Innie?"
"Would you really?"
"Pff, no."
Chan gave an exaggerated disappointed sigh.
"I'll tuck you in, hyung," Felix offered, half-joking, half-genuine.
"I was just kidding, but thanks, Lix," Chan tittered, refusing in good humor. "...I wouldn't object to some cuddles, though."
"You don't have to ask me twice!" The extra set of feet now running upstairs would've had to belong to him.
Within moments, the creak of the staircase stopped and the footsteps grew quiet, having dispersed into the rooms down the hall. "Goodnight, guys," Chan called into the hallway, and Minho joined in on the chorus of responses originating from all over the house, all blending into one mixed 'goodnight'. Then two doors shut quietly.
Soon enough, yet another pair of feet came slowly trekking up the stairs, and then there was a knock at Minho's door. A knock he knew.
"Sung?" He called in response.
Jisung cracked the door; peeked in. "Hey... I was just wondering how you're feeling about the room situation, 'cause Seungin are taking the spare room and the air mattress for now, so it looks like I'm either sleeping on the couch or sharing with someone for the foreseeable future."
He paused for a moment. Minho didn't find or give an immediate answer, so he kept going: "I mean, I know having your own room is important to you, so no pressure."
He understood that hanging out for the evening and nearly napping in Minho's bed was one thing, and sharing the room for perhaps the rest of the summer quite another. "I can probably barge into Changbin hyung's room and make him share his bed. Or Hyunjin... On second thought, maybe I'll just go with Bin hyung," Jisung chuckled. (Evidently, he'd also caught on to Hyunjin's persistent sour mood over the past few... days? Weeks?) Before Minho even answered, he started to pull back out of the doorway, moving to shut the door once again.
