REAPER || minsung ✔︎

18

A huge construction of pillows and blankets was messily created on the floor with a laptop playing some movies in front of the fort. In the middle of it all a freckled boy was gently stroking another boy's head, his hair a fading grey. Surrounded by a million snacks, both had lost interest in the film and were casually talking about anything and everything.

Yes, Jisung and Felix decided on having a sleepover. Huddled up together, all cozy and comfortable.

"Hey, Jisung," Felix started, braiding the other's locks with the deepest concentration.

Jisung only hummed in response, letting his best friend do whatever he wanted with his hair. It had grown to such a length that it was always in his eyes and tickling his neck. He refused to go to the haircutter though; who knew what might happen. His eyes remained glued to the screen while he sluggishly shoved a handful of chips in his mouth.

"You've been so distant lately. Is it something I said?" A small pout formed on Felix' mouth. He let go of the strands and laid his hands on his lap, consciously picking at his fingers.

Jisung's frowned, biting his bottom lip. "Is that how I made you feel?" he asked, sitting up now. He scooted over to Felix, his hair now a striking blond, and slung an arm around his shoulder. "I promise it wasn't you. Things are a little hectic, but it'll be fine."

"You always say that," Felix mumbled, still feeling guilty for something he probably didn't cause. "How do I know you're actually okay? You're always smiling."

"Trust me, you won't be getting rid of me anytime soon, bubby," the other boy reassured him, grinning widely, smushing his cheek against him. "Han Jisung is invincible, not even death can beat me."

"Getting cocky now, aren't we," Felix muttered, rolling his eyes exaggeratedly. However, the suppressed smile couldn't be missed.

"You should trust my judgment. I'm older."

"By one day!"

"That's a whole day more of experience."

Felix rolled his eyes, giving him a light shove. "Stupid."

Jisung struck a dramatic pose, index finger resting on his nose bridge and eyes closed. "I can see it clearly: I'll be sticking onto you like a leech till the end of time and you'll still be cursing me out."

"Shut up and give me the gummies, loser," Felix snorted, with a shake of his head. "Also, turn off this crap. I've lost the story line, like, an hour ago."

"That's when the movie started playing," Jisung stated dryly, but he was rather bored of it too. He dropped back down onto the soft pillows and snuggled up in a random blanket.

"More the reason to switch it off," Felix concluded, flinging his body over to the laptop, landing with a thud. "We've done nothing but lie on the floor since nine."

"Remember when we had energy to do stuff?" Jisung commented lightly, rolling onto his friend and laughing evilly when he groaned in pain. "I miss elementary school."

"We didn't know each other yet back then, you were in Malaysia and I was still in Australia," Felix replied, desperately trying to get Jisung off by kicking and pushing him.

It didn't work; the boy was indeed invincible.

"Okay, but high school was shit," Jisung responded, laying as still as a statue. "Don't you dare say it wasn't, it only seems that way because college is even worse."

"Indeed, why did we decide to become artists?" Felix uttered. After several failed attempts he finally accepted that the older wasn't going to budge, instead wrapping his arms around him like a koala.