Minho sat cross-legged on the couch in their shared dorm, scrolling aimlessly through his phone. The clock ticked past midnight, and yet again, Jisung wasn't home. He knew Jisung was in the studio, pouring his heart into a new track. Minho should've felt proud—he was proud—but that didn't stop the sulky pout forming on his lips.
To make things worse, earlier that day, Jisung had posted a picture on social media with Felix. The two of them were beaming under the studio lights, Felix's sunshine grin on full display as Jisung captioned it: Studio fun with my twin! 💛
Minho tossed his phone onto the couch, muttering, "Twin, my ass. He spends more time with Felix than with me."
It was close to 2 a.m. when the door finally creaked open, and a tired Jisung stepped inside. He smiled when he saw Minho curled up on the couch, but his expression quickly faltered when Minho didn't look up.
"Hey, babe," Jisung greeted softly, walking over to plant a kiss on Minho's forehead.
Minho pulled the blanket over his head, grumbling, "Didn't think you'd remember me."
Jisung blinked, taken aback. "What are you talking about?"
Minho finally peeked out, his lips pressed into a thin line. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that you're always in the studio or hanging out with Felix. It's like I'm your third boyfriend after music and him."
Jisung bit his lip, suppressing a laugh at how adorable Minho looked when he was sulking. "Are you jealous, babe?"
Minho huffed, crossing his arms. "No. I'm just... stating facts."
Jisung crouched in front of him, resting his arms on the couch. "Min, you know I love you, right? Felix is just my friend. And the studio—well, it's work."
Minho's pout deepened. "Work can wait. And Felix doesn't need your attention 24/7."
Jisung sighed, realizing Minho wasn't going to let this go easily. He climbed onto the couch, squeezing himself next to Minho under the blanket.
"Okay," Jisung began, wrapping his arms around Minho's waist. "What can I do to make it up to you?"
Minho glanced at him, his expression softening just a little. "Spend more time with me. And not just when you're tired and about to sleep. Like, real time. Dates, cuddles, you know... boyfriend stuff."
Jisung nodded seriously, though his lips twitched with a smile. "Deal. How about I take the day off tomorrow? We can do whatever you want."
Minho raised an eyebrow. "Anything?"
"Anything," Jisung confirmed, leaning in to nuzzle his boyfriend's neck. "I'm all yours, baby."
True to his word, Jisung canceled all his plans and spent the entire day doting on Minho. They went out for brunch, walked along the river, and spent hours watching movies in each other's arms.
As the evening rolled around, Jisung leaned over, pressing a kiss to Minho's cheek. "Feeling better now?"
Minho smirked, pretending to think about it. "Hmm, maybe. But you better keep this up, or I'm claiming Felix as my twin instead."
Jisung laughed, pulling Minho into a tight hug. "Not a chance. You're stuck with me, sulky or not."
Minho finally smiled, burying his face in Jisung's chest. "Good. I kind of like being stuck with you."
