Autumn Stray Kids Drabbles🍂🍁

1. Silence. Chan.

Silence. Not complete. Not the one pressing on your temples, causing you to scream.

Silence. The cold morning's one. Where the window is open and you can hear the hums of cars passing by. Where the sound of a clock counting minutes mixes with his long, quiet sighs.

Silence. You feel it clinging to the walls of your room, leaving dirty footprints on your ceiling. You stare at it, still half-asleep, still trying to decide whether you want to kick it out of here or not.

Silence. You glance to your left. His bare shoulders rise and fall with his every breath, his hair, a total mess, too bright in contrast to the white pillow.

Silence. In ten minutes you will get out of bed and maybe hide in the kitchen, trying to find something to eat. In thirty minutes he will wake up too, and probably will search for you in this big white flat. He will giggle and chuckle, and hug you too tight, and you will kiss his neck, trying to escape his grip. But for now on...

Silence. The cold one. The comfortable, and relaxing, and fresh. You pull the blanket up more, finally hiding your face under the soft, warm material. Silence. For ten more minutes. And you're going to enjoy it. To the fullest.