23:00
"The fuck do you want," Felix grumbled, rubbing his eyes with much aggression.
After he opened the door for his neighbor to come in he had immediately regretted it. He had intruded, flashing by at supernatural speed. Jisung was currently curled up on Felix' couch with a blanket wrapped around him. The other grumpily sat down facing him.
Jisung peeped out from the fuzzy material that covered him like a burrito. "Felix, I think I've finally lost it," he mumbled hastily.
"And you thought of that just now?" Felix was beyond annoyed, he had things to do, such as essays.
He knew he shouldn't have waited with those that long, but he did and he had absolutely no time for his sulking best friend. Only if said friend stated this as a code black or rainbow, but he hadn't, so it couldn't be that important.
To explain that, when they were younger - starting middle school? He wasn't really sure - they thought they'd be quirky and fun if they used secret code that no one else could understand. In reality it wasn't that hard to crack. Either their classmates were plain stupid or they hadn't cared enough to even make an attempt. It was probably the latter; middle schoolers are brutal.
"Sung, can you like, hurry up?" Felix massaged his temples and groaned.
It was too early for this, way too early. Truth was, he fell asleep on his homework and he had no sense of time or place, so for Felix it was morning. Your opinion is irrelevant. Worst part of that was; Felix was not a morning person. Combining that with a lack of sleep was the perfect recipe for a cranky, oversized child.
"My house is haunted." Jisung shuddered as he could still feel the chills run down his spine.
His moment was interrupted by a snort, hardly muffled by the hand over Felix' mouth. He met Jisung's glare, which set the bomb off. A fit of deep giggles spilled over Felix' lips, eyes crinkling.
"Why are laughing?! It's not funny, there was some demonic creature in my room?!" Jisung screeched, throwing one of the fluffy pillows at his friend.
Felix only laughed louder when he saw Jisung's offended face.
"Bro," he chuckled, wiping away some fake tears. "You really need to go out more."
He had a point, Jisung never went out, unless it was for school or food. Scratch that, he always ordered food. Jisung only went out for school and even that he barely did. Jisung hadn't ever been overly dedicated to studies, nor had he been an angel in class.
In fact; he had been so quiet that teachers wouldn't even notice his absence and if they did he always had Felix to make up an excuse for him. Felix had always been the partner in Jisung's one-sided crimes.
"You've isolated yourself to the point of insanity," Felix continued. "Meet some new people, broaden your horizon. Socialization. Did you know humans need human contact or else they'll actually die? You're going to die if you keep this up."
Jisung huffed and crossed his arms. "I don't want to meet new people, people are scary."
There was a long pause before Jisung decided to pick up the conversation again. "You know, if were speaking of dying anyway; I nearly died today."
Felix rolled his eyes at his best friend. He knew Jisung for a long time already, he was probably just being a dramatic brat again. He should've gone down the theatrical path instead of pursuing music.
"Oh gee, what happened, Sung?" he asked sarcastically, placing his hands in front of his mouth worth an acting career.
Maybe he was a little interested in what had happened to the other, but not enough to actually show any sincere sympathy. He knew Jisung longer than today, knew he tended to overdramatize. It's what made him fun to be around, but so, gosh darn tiring at times too. This was one of those times.
His face quickly fell into a deadpan. He picked up his textbook from the floor and pretended to read it.
"Well, my dearest Felix," Jisung drawled, annoyed by the lack of compassion he was showing. "I almost fell off my balcony. Actually, now that I think about it, I did fall."
He turned to sit crisscross apple sauce and rested his head on his hands, putting on his 'thinking face'.
His eyes suddenly widened in realization. "Oh my god! Felix, I fell off a balcony! Am I dead?! Do I look dead to you?!"
He felt over his face, skin tingling in horror. He was a moron. A blithering fool and germ to Earth's immune system.
"Can you stop slapping yourself?" Felix groaned loudly. Jisung's stupidity was way too much at the moment and Felix could feel a migraine building up. "Do you fucking feel dead?"
Jisung let out one last yelp after he pinched himself on his arm, which did in fact hurt like a bitch. "Nope, very much alive. Thank you for asking."
He pouted and rubbed the sore spot.
"Well then, Jisung, I think it's time for you to go home." Felix got up from his chair and pulled other boy up from the couch.
"Maybe think about today's events." Felix started leading him to the doorway as Jisung stuttered in defense. "Maybe get some sleep too. I'll give you a hug tomorrow. Love you, bye, take care!"
Then the door got slammed into Jisung's face.
"So much for having a best friend," he complained angrily and stuffed his hands in the pockets of his pajamas.
He kicked at the floor and dragged himself back to his own apartment, making it seem as if it was a hundred miles of a walk, and then making sure to slam the door shut as loudly as he could.
An evil smile crept onto his features when he heard his neighbor curse loudly at his shaking walls. Though it immediately dropped when his left-door-neighbor too threatened to file a complaint. Profusely apologizing he silently shut the door to his bedroom.
As soon as he did, though, the evil grin crept back on again in a joker-like manner. "Serves you right," he smirked as he made his way to bed. Maybe getting some sleep wasn't a bad idea.
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When I said Jisung had gray hair, I meant this
It's more of a faded out blue, but it looked kinda gray to meI GET IT, IT'S NOT EXACTLY GRAY BUT I LOWKEY HIGHKEY WANT IT TO BE
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