Somewhere in between the second and third floor, the blond boy had genuinely fallen asleep in the warm and fuzzy embrace of Minho, who was oblivious to the fact that the boy had faked his sleep from the beginning.
The chocolate-haired boy mentally thanked the time he spent in the gym and doing dance routines. The boy himself was just as light as his petite silhouette indicated but Minho's arms felt heavier and heavier with every minute since the way from the parking lot to the third floor took quite some time.
The chocolate-haired boy made it to the front of Jisung's apartment with a little bit of struggle and tried to once again wake the boy up. Minho glanced at the boy in his arms whose head was snuggled to his chest with mouth slightly open and cheeks puffed, reminding him of a squirrel or a hamster. He couldn't help but smile at him.
“Jisungie,” he spoke gently but was met with a muffled 'mmh'. As the older was about to call his name again he felt the boy's hands grip at his hoodie.
Is he a baby or what?
Saying that Minho was perplexed would be an understatement. There he was, standing in the middle of the hall with a sleeping boy in his arms whom he had met barely two days earlier.
What now?
The was no sign of Jisung waking up in the near future and as much as Minho was exhausted and dreamed about relaxing in the coziness of his flat he couldn't just harshly shake the boy back to reality, could he? Half of his mind advised him to check his back pockets for the keys but the other half, a louder one, told him to just bring the boy to his own apartment.
It's not like I have to sleep with him in the same bed, right?
Minho gave up eventually and decided to put him up at his own place. After struggling with unlocking the door he finally made it inside and the three cats greeted him as he entered the open space of his living room brushing against his legs.
He was about to put the boy on the sofa when a scold-like meow escaped one of the cats.
“My bad, Doongie. I can't treat a guest like that, can I?”
He giggled softly at the cat's humane behavior and made it to his bedroom. He put the boy in his own bed and after debating whether to change his clothes to something more pajama-ish or not he chose to take off his shoes, jacket, and headwear only as he didn't want to cross any boundaries.
Minho put away the cute squirrel headband together with his giraffe one on a nearby nightstand and glanced over his peaceful figure once again. He couldn't pinpoint the feelings that washed over him when the boy let out a small snore scrunching his nose but the blond definitely made him feel things.
After tucking him in a duvet and a blanket he returned to the living room and collapsed on the sofa beside the cats.
“Oh, right! I almost forgot about you. Let's make some diner.” he patted them before getting up.
The next morning
Jisung woke up to an annoyingly loud alarm. Without cracking his eyes open he turned it off and still half-asleep snuggled further in the warm covers.
His senses started to haze once again preparing him to dive back into slumber when his face made contact with something ticklish. He shot his eyes open; beside him, on top of layers of ash-gray fabrics, was laying a familiar ginger ball of fur, the whiskers meeting Jisung's cheek. “Soonie?” he asked himself more than the cat.
Only then did he realize he was not in his bedroom but Minho's. He quickly inspected his surroundings and his own body; no chocolate-haired boy in the sight and all his clothes intact with only his jacket and shoes missing. jisung let out a small sigh of relief but quickly after tensed up. He still didn't know why he was in the older's apartment, more specifically, his bedroom.
A sudden realization hit him and he gasped in shock.
Did I really fall asleep yesterday? Oh my god, I'm going to die from the embarrassment.
Now it all made sense to him; the pleasant warmth and distant voice calling his name.
He looked around for his belongings and after collecting them the blond boy checked the time displayed on his phone's screen. It was still early but he couldn't just stay at the older's apartment like that, an overwhelming feeling of embarrassment started to bubble in the pit of his stomach, making the boy wish it was only a dream. He exited the room as soundlessly as he could and with caution, he tiptoed to the corridor.
What if Minho's awake? No, no, it's 6 am, he's probably still asleep. At least, I hope so... - the boy chewed on his bottom lip nervously.
And he was correct. Minho was still soundly sleeping on the sofa, the view making the blond's heart skip a bit. The boy was spread rather uncomfortably, with one hand dangling just above the floor and his dark chocolate strands of hair adorning his slightly puffy face. On top of a fluffy blanket that was covering only a part of his body was laying Dori and Doongie with their paws tangled together.
Jisung would have cooed at the adorable view but he had to get out before the boy woke up, not wanting to make the whole situation even more awkward. He glanced one more time at the sleeping figure and exited the flat hurriedly.
Present time
“Oh my god, he was shirtless!” the blond squeaked into the pillow as the memories flooded his mind, making him only realize it now.
He flinched slightly when a sudden ding brought him back to reality and reached for his phone with one hand still covering his flaming hot cheek.
A new message from: Minho
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THANK YOU SO SO SOOO MUCH FOR OVER 1K READS. It means a lot to me. 🥺 As always, thank you for reading my book. Lots of smooches for the votes and comments. Please feel free to correct me if you see any errors. ❤️
Is Minho already whipped for Jisung? 😉
I feel like this whole chapter is chaotic and I'm not entirely content with it but it's the best I can do so yeah... If anything's unclear, please let me know, I'll try to explain it.
I don't know what's wrong with Wattpad but it messes up any spaces I put between the time skippers and the rest of the text, like can you not?? 🙃
Also, a new cover. 🥰
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