Dreamland || Minsung

Chapter 2 - The Nerve

Minho POV

Tall trees cascade over the top of my head and only little streaks of sunshine peek through the leaves that block out the sun. There are small animals jumping in the long grass and each one seems to smile as it passes me.

I follow the sounds of birds chirping and water rushing until I'm at the foot of an old wrinkled tree. It's incredibly tall and seems to branch out over the entire area with it's large leaves creating shadows on the grass.

It's like the world has been swallowed by a big white cloud. Everything is soft and velvety to the eye. It's truly breathtaking. 

In the midst of the rustling of bushes and chirping birds, there is a faint noise in the distance, like a pencil scratching on paper.

Is there someone else here?

I peek around the log and see a small boy by a stream, writing gibberish in a tattered notebook. His fluffy blonde hair sparkles in the shine of the strange forest and his brown eyes look oddly familiar.

Is that...

-BEEP- -BEEP- -BEEP- -BEEP-

The screech of my alarm pierces my ears and jolts me awake.

Morning already?

Apparently so. The sun is peeking through the blinds and the small room is illuminated in the morning glow. I can still vividly remember the beautiful ethereal forest and small boy sitting with his book. What a nice dream.

I go to rub the sleep out of my eyes but my arms are pinned at my sides. There's a warm heavy object laying over my body keeping me from moving.

What the-

''AHHHH!''

The sleeping man doesn't even wake up to my scream. He just snores lightly with drool leaking out the side of his mouth. His arms are tightly curled around my body and his head is comfortably settled under my chin.

"HAN JISUNG GET OUT OF MY BED!!!" I huff out, trying to wriggle out of his tight hold.

God, I should've seen this coming. Of course I wouldn't be so lucky with my new roommate. I just had to be paired with a cuddle monster.

''Sqwuiwel~'' The man mumbles to himself, snuggling closer into my chest.

Jisung peacefully rubs himself closer and closer against the warmth which is my trapped body. Even Felix was better than this. He'd come to my bed for a snuggle but at least he had the decency to ask first.

As much as I would toootally love to stay pinned to my own bed, my blood circulation is completely cut off from the waist down. My fists tighten at my side and I try to convince myself I have other choices besides murder.

''...Han Jisung M O V E!'' I yell, pinching his side.

''Hmmm?'' his head lifts and eyes peek open, ''OH I'M SO SORRY HYUNG!''

He springs up off his spot and manages to fall off the bed in the process. I sit up too and instantly feel something wet on my collarbone. A dark patch of dribble has dampened my shirt and glued to my skin. My eyes widen and I'm instantly grimacing at the sticky feeling.

''I-I'm so sorry.'' Jisung stutters moving away.

Careful not to touch the slobber, I peel the shirt off my chest and grimace at the slimy residue left on my skin.

''How could you drool on me?!'' I'm astounded. The nerve Han Jisung, the nerve.

When I look down I see him still on the floor but he's staring up at my bare torso unblinking. I gasp and cover my chest from the prying eye.