RUN | HYUNSUNG ✔️

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he let hyunjin have a sweater he'd only worn once or twice (faNCY), black and extremely fluffy.

when he pulled it over is head it was way too big, hyunjin giggling as the material drowned him.

jisung helped him into some pants after he quickly got dressed himself, letting hyunjin hold his shoulders.

the younger lifted the sheets and hyunjin took the offer, slipping in and immediately feeling warm now that he was in jisung's bed.

he didn't waste much time getting in the bed with him and starting some random mildly-interesting show.

and hyunjin hugged into his side, jisung having an arm wrapped around him and hearing hyunjin sigh in content.

''do you feel better now, pup?'' he wondered, rubbing his arm up and down.

''yeah,'' hyunjin breathed, not trying to search for more comfort when he was sure he was at his max. ''thank you.''

''i'm sorry,'' jisung apologised. ''i didn't know chan was going to act like that, i won't leave him alone with you again.''

hyunjin just shrugged, looking away even if he had previously been looking at the screen. ''it's okay.''

''no, it's not,'' he denied, frowning. ''i put you in danger, even when you said you didn't want him to take care of you.''

''you tried,'' hyunjin sighed. ''you couldn't do it yourself so you let someone do it who you knew was experienced with it. you didn't do anything wrong, you didn't know.''

''do you have other people who will treat you well?'' jisung asked. ''in case it happens again.''

''i guess,'' the older shrugged, looking to the side. ''felix is usually really sweet, but i-i don't know how he treats subs.''

''maybe we could have him over when you've slipped and i can stay with you two, hm?'' he suggested. ''how does that sound?''

''okay,'' hyunjin agreed, appreciating the thought he put into it. ''that sounds nice.''

''good,'' jisung smiled, raising his other hand to thread his fingers through hyunjin's hair. ''i hope i'm good enough.''

''you're more than enough,'' the older smiled. ''thank you, really. chan got me really scared.''

jisung sighed sadly, trying to pull him onto his chest and failing. ''please hug me.''

hyunjin immediately rolled on top of him fully, mushing his cheek against his chest and closing his eyes with a soft smile.

and he just savoured it, holding him tightly when he needed the comfort himself for a moment.

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it was the middle of the night, jisung couldn't sleep. he was sick with worry.

he blamed himself for chan's behaviour; he thought it never would've happened if he didn't meet hyunjin.

and he knew that hyunjin cherished the friendship, even if he kept acting as if it didn't affect him.

so he felt so guilty, opening his eyes and glancing at hyunjin's bed in the dark, sighing softly.

jisung raised himself from his bed, trudging over to hyunjin and lifting the sheets for himself, slipping into the bed on the brink of tears.

hyunjin subconsciously opened his arms and for the first time, jisung let himself be small as he ducked into hyunjin's chest for once.

and he cried, the older unknowing of the way his sweater got stained with his sadness.

the softest whimpers left his mouth. ''i'm sorry,'' he kept repeating. ''i'm so sorry.''

he started shaking at some point, trying to hide further into hyunjin but unable to feel truly protected when he was unconscious.

so of course, hyunjin woke up, confused for a moment and then the hold around jisung tightening.

''what's wrong, baby?'' hyunjin asked, immediately accommodating to the situation.

''i'm so sorry,'' jisung sobbed, shaking his head against him. ''please hide me, just this time.''

and hyunjin did; he hid him away from the world in his arms, hid him from all evil because jisung was so hurt without his knowing.

''it's okay,'' the older shushed, the words so familiar to them but the taste of them so new in his mouth. ''i've got you.''

''please,'' he cried, breathing so controlled and panicked at the same time. ''i need you.''

hyunjin rubbed his back, jisung pulling back from his chest and sniffling as he looked at him.

the older took his chin in his fingers, lifting it and leaning forward to connect their lips.

and he wasn't even the slightest big submissive, completely sober as he gave his heart to jisung.

it was brief, but it was so meaningful.

jisung's bottom lip wobbled, but he managed to keep the tears in, greedy as he leaned up and connected their lips again.

the plush felt so good against each other, pushing together experimentally a few times before letting it linger.

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owo this is gonna be interesting