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22

I woke up.
unfortunately.
or fortunately I'm not sure.

as I made my way downstairs to eat my delicious breakfast, already in my very fabulous suit, the only thing I could think of is that I'm not a virgin anymore. I'm a cool kid now.

fuck...i actually lost my virginity yesterday.
when I think about it, I want to scream.
I wonder if jisung is feeling like me right now.
I mean, he also lost his virginity yesterday.

speaking about jisung, I'm a little worried.
how are we going to act with each other now?
will it be awkward?
I hope not.
does us fucking change what we are?

did I ever say that I hate talking about my feelings?
especially about feelings like this.

so right now, as I'm making my way to jisungs room to wake him up, I'm praying that he won't-

"you don't have to wake jisung up."
a maid told me.

wait what does she mean by that?
"why?"
I highly hope that fucker didn't jump from his window or something.

"he's not feeling well. all of his tutoring classes are canceled. so I guess you have a free day."
she said, before walking away.

jisung is not feeling well?
but he was literally fine yesterday.
oh my god...did I impregnate him?
no tf minho he's a man what are you fucking thinking about dude?

well, at least that's one good thing about being gay.
no unexpected babies.
doing a happy dance in my mind right now.

anyway, since I'm a very caring person, and I sorta feel like it's needed, I decided to check up on jisung.
so I still continued walking towards his bedroom.

one very scary thing that came into my mind as I walked down this hallway, is that what if someone heard us yesterday?

don't get me wrong, the sounds jisung was making yesterday were sending me to cloud nine, but he was also kinda loud.
not that I didn't like it, I very much enjoyed it.
but still, someone could hear us.

mr. han is still missing.
no sign of that guy.
honestly I hope that he rots in a ditch.
unfortunately I'm very well aware where he is, because my bedroom is close to the maids room, and sometimes they talk about it...so...that's that.

I knocked on jisungs door, and when i didn't hear anything in return, I decided to walk in.

jisung was, in fact, sleeping.
or so I thought for a second, before he opened his eyes and gave me this grin that I know so damn well.

"what did you do this time?"
I asked him.

he shrugged.
"nothing really. I just really wanted to spend my day in my bed...with you."
he said and winked at me, the smirk still on his face.

"and?"
I knew damn well that wasn't all.

"and I also didn't feel like learning today."
jisung said.
"and my legs are sore, like really REALLY sore, and my whole lower body feels like I have been ran over with a car."

"oh damn."
I was actually kinda shocked.
I didn't know bottoming actually hurt THAT much.
"I'm sorry?"

"nah, all good, all forgiven."
jisung said.
"if you will watch my favorite fast and furious movies with me."

"jisung-"

"oh cmon, that's the least you can do for this pain I'm experiencing right now. and I know very well that you actually want to spend time with me."

sometimes I think that this fucker knows me better then I do myself.
so I, in fact, listen and sit down next to his laying body.

"should I bring some snacks?"

"mister im supposed to have a stomach ache."
he said, sitting up with a hiss.
okay, I feel a little bad now.

"does it actually hurt that much?"
I asked him.

"I very much described to you how I feel right now."
he said.
"oh yeah, but we need your laptop if you have one, I like...don't have any technologies."

"ah I absolutely forgot about that part."
I said, before getting up.
"I'm right back."

"don't miss me too much~"

I playfully rolled my eyes before I made my way back to my bedroom. I'm very glad that things between us aren't awkward.

opening the door to my own room, I took the laptop laying on my nightstand, before also opening my nightstand drawer and taking out a chocolate bar.
it was supposed to be mine, for worse times.
but jisung deserves it more right now.

so I happily make my way back into jisungs room, sneaking the laptop under my shirt.
I'm pretty sure I look very stupid right now, so I'm very glad no maid saw me.

I quickly but quietly closed the door behind me and put the laptop on the bed, also giving my precious chocolate bar to my jisung.

"aww thank you~"
he had a huge smile on his face, and I'm sure right now it was supposed to be jisungs from the beginning.

"so, the number of the movie you wanna watch?"
I asked, going on Netflix on my laptop.

"five. it's literally my favorite! my pookie han is there! we have the same name, and he's my favorite!"
he said, excitedly.

he was definitely this excited because he wasn't able to see a movie in a long time.
I try not to think about that right now tho, because I don't want to ruin this moment I have with jisung right now.

he's all cuddled up to me, and I'm holding him as if he was mine.
because he is.
I claim ownership of him.
he's my property from now on.
and whoever wants to hurt him will have to get trough me.