Stray Kids (Imagines, Scenarios, AUs, and more!)

Wakey Wakey (Han Jisung)

Originally published via Tumblr on December 18th, 2018

Genre: Fluff, and about two lines of terribly written angst; college!au
Summary: BFF Jisung tries to get your sleepy self out of bed for your big test.
A/N: This is terrible, I'm so sorry!! It always seems so much better in my head T_T

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Bzzzzriiiiiiiing! Bzzzzriiiiiiiing! Bzzz–

With a low groan, your hand shot out from under the cozy blankets of your bed as you turned off your phone alarm. Then, instead of getting up, you burrowed yourself further under the sheets, fully prepared to go back to sleep – screw school and its stupid tests.

You were just starting to drift back off when you heard something that sounded uncannily like a knock on the door. You ignored it, of course. You ignored the others knocks that followed, too – you weren't expecting anybody, so why should you let them in, especially when sleep was calling?

Suddenly, there was a lot more literal call as your phone's ringtone blasted through your room. You didn't even bother to see who was calling before you denied the call, giving a groaning growl of irritation. A second later though, another call lit up the screen, and you glared blearily at the contact name before answering.

"What, Jisung?" you half-spat, half-groaned.

"Temper temper," your best friend teased from the other end of the phone. "Anyway, open your door!"

"What?" You blinked as your muddled thoughts tried to process what he was saying.

"Open your door! I'm outside! Or else I'll kick it down myself."

You sat in silence for a second. "No."

"Eh?"

"Goodbye, Jisung."

"No, wait–" He was cut off as you hung up, your phone lighting up with his contact again a moment later, but you again denied the call and set your phone to silent.

You should have known it wouldn't be that easy to deter Han Jisung, though. He was by far the most determined, hyperactive, forever-on-a-sugar-high person you'd ever met. And when he started banging on your door so hard you could feel the reverberations, shouting your name through the wood, you practically fell out of bed in shock and outrage.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" you hollered, scrambling to throw on a shirt over your bra while hobbling to the door, Jisung still pounding away and yelling your name.

In the few seconds it took to reach the door, you were absolutely seething. You yanked it open with a lot more force than was necessary, spitting out, "What is wrong with you?! The neighbors are gonna complain!"

He had the audacity to give you his beautiful, sunny smile. In fact, all of him was beautiful, and it just made you seethe even more – it was unfair how he could look so good at such an unseemly hour of the morning.

"Sleeping Beauty awakes!" he cheered, pushing past you and into your living room.

"Wha– what are you doing? Get out!" You held tight to the door, opening it wider and gesturing for him to leave. "Jisung!"

"Nope. Don't ask me why, but I'm going to save your lame ass today! You have a test, right?"

"Yes. Now get out. I want to go back to sleep." You stomped over, grabbed him by the arm, and attempted to haul him out of your living room and through the door.

"But I brought you snacks!" he complained, swinging around a bit so his backpack was towards you. You caught the familiar glint of the silver and blue Oreo bag bc oreos are the best okay dont @ me on this.