Dreamland || Minsung

Prologue

Minho POV

''Hey everyone,'' Chan says one night, ''I was thinking of mixing up the roommate combinations again, it's been a while since the last time we did it.''

The once reserved breakfast table erupts in excited yells and screams from the younger members over the new arrangement.

''Seungminnie!'' Changbin squeals suffocating him in a tight hug ''wanna room together?''

''Oh god no, anyone else pleaseeeee,'' he whines wriggling in his hold.

''Anyone else? Even Minho hyung?''

''THEY CAN'T ROOM TOGETHER!'' all the members yell together. 

I look over at Chan, already feeling exhausted. He just smiles and throws me another piece of toast.

''Wanna pick first?'' he asks, patting my back.

I've been on the creaky bunk bed for far too long and my old man bones could take a change.

''Can I take your bed Chan?''

Chan is in a small bedroom in the far end of the apartment, not like my old room which was so close to the living room you could hear everything. Finally some peace and quiet.

"Sure thing," he replies.

I leave the rest of them to figure out their own arrangements while I skip off to my old room kissing it goodbye with no remorse.

No more messy Changbin. No more gaming Felix. No more sleep talking Hyunjin. A fresh start.

I pack up my belongings in bundles and start delivering the objects to the new room. The new room is like a breath of fresh air. There are only two beds in the new room which is much better than the multiple bunk bed set up I was used to. Out of the two, I gravitate towards the one further away from the window because... ew sunlight.

This might actually be nice

Even though the cabinets are still filled with Chan's things, I can already see how I could make the room my own.

As I finish unwrapping the last bundle, the thumping of footsteps starts getting louder and louder until it stops at the door. I hear a familiar playful voice from behind me and a smile instantly finds its way onto my face.

''Hey roomie!''

''Hi Jisung."

He has two stuffed duffel bags under his arms and a plushie poking out the top of his shirt. 

"You couldn't take two trips?" I ask, gesturing to his full hands.

"Pfft boring," he laughs, throwing everything down on his bed. Clothes, toiletries, and comic books scatter all across his side of the room.

"Wow you're going to be the best roommate ever" I say rolling my eyes.

"Yah!" Jisung comes up to my bed trying to look intimidating by awkwardly putting his hands on his hips "that better not be sarcasm."

I gasp and put my hand on my chest feigning offense "Noooo, me? Lee Minho? Sarcastic? NEVER!"

"Uh-huh you better keep it that way..." Jisung replies continuing the joke, ''I'll have you know I've never had any complaints.''

"I bet."

Jisung pokes his tongue out, turns away from me, and just like that trips and falls face first onto the bare mattress.

This 'might' actually be nice

~~~~~~

Hiii everyone!

Just to catch you all up on my writing style for this story,

'Normal text' is for normal text and speech

'Italics' are for internal thoughts

'Bold' is for all text and speech in dreams

Hope you enjoy the story!