ᴍɪᴅsᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴍᴀᴅɴᴇss⛺ (JeongChan) [SLOW UPDATES]

五: Sleepless

Jeongin was officially tired after the day he'd had. He participated in several activities, such as a small hiking excursion, camping survival class, and horseback riding, to which he'd had a freak allergic reaction to the horses, and had to take benadryl.

The others seemed to be enjoying themselves too, and Jeongin was now a little more cautious around Felix, simply because he was Chan's cousin. But Jeongin was also Changbin's cousin, so there was also that issue for Felix to avoid.

Hyunjin had awfully quite ever since the horseback riding, though, Jeongin couldn't figure out why. And Jisung was having he opposite reaction to the day, hardly shutting up long enough for anyone else to talk. And the only thing that Jeongin could make out of what he was saying was 'counselor' and 'dreamy' and also 'hot'. He'd said hot about thirteen times in his last three sentences, and no one else was even sure who he was talking about.

Eventually (with great struggles) they all settled into bed, sleep being a rare commodity for some of the boys. Cough, Felix, Cough. Jisung was still talking, despite Felix's snoring, and finally Hyunjin spoke up.

"For the love of God, shut the fuck up!" Hyunjin snapped, leaning over the side of he bed to glare at Jisung.

"Why don't you come down here and make me?" Jisung said, his tone humorous as Jeongin stifled a laugh.

"That's gay." He says, rolling over so his back is towards the bickering idiots.

They argue for a couple of minutes before Jeongin threatens to empty his water bottle on them, and finally he's able to relax, though it doesn't mean he actually gets any sleep.

He lays in bed for several minutes, tossing and turning, adjusting his pillow and blankets more times that he count, but it makes no difference. And finally he has enough.

He's careful not to make much noise as he slides out of the bunk, biting his lip once he realizes just how cold the wood floors can get even in he middle of summer.

Carefully, he slides on his shoes, leaving the cabin without so much as a second thought. He doesn't know where he plans to go, seeing as everywhere in the camp is either locked, off limits, or somewhere he'd rather not get lost. Then it dawns on him.

The dock. It's close by, there isn't any restrictions on the area, and he can freely just sit and think about everything on his mind. So, he sets his sights on the dock, and walks as quietly as he can. Though now that he's actually at the dock, he can see someone else silhouette.

He debates turning around, maybe going back to the cabin or even just to the clearing he and Chan were sitting in earlier, but he doesn't particularly care if he gets caught, he just needs to think, to figure some things out.

Slowly, and rather cautiously, he sits down next to the stranger who's wrapped up in a hoodie, only to realize it's his 'favorite' person. Chan. Of all he people in the camp, and it had to be Chan.

"You shouldn't be out here at this time of night." Chan says softly, his gaze still fixed on the water as Jeongin shrugs.

"I can't sleep, and this seems a better alternative than laying in bed." His voice is soft and melodic, something Chan missed during their separation, not that he'll admit it.

They sit, silent, as they try and make sense of their thoughts, to try and figure everything out. Chan is still conflicted about his relationship to Jeongin, and Jeongin is trying to make sense of Chan's coldness.

Jeongin hadn't realized it, but summer nights were actually pretty cold here, and he only had on thin pajamas, so the chilling wind was just nipping at his skin relentlessly. He shivered, rubbing at his arms a little, trying to generate whatever heat he could. He inched closer to Chan, the older oblivious to the small movements until Jeongin and him were shoulder to shoulder.

"I'm cold." Jeongin said when Chan had looked him perplexed. Now, he just nodded before reaching his arm around the younger, lending some of his warmth, both psychically, and emotionally.

And that made Jeongin all the warmer.

[A/N]
Yay, 719 words long!
I hope you guys are enjoying this, and that you'll be sticking around for the rest of the story.
Also, just to clarify: the Jisung in their dorms, is Jisung from NCT, not stray kids.
The stray kids Jisung, has his own personal cabin since his sister owns the place, and I figured I might to need to explain that, just because I forgot to.
So, yeah.
Love, Siha.☀☀☀