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Minho groaned as he collapsed on the floor of the dance studio, his head hitting the ground rather harshly but he didn't really care.
"Are you okay, hyung?" Hyunjin asked, looking down at Minho concernedly. Felix joined him, poking the older in the ribs with his shoe which Minho tried to swat away without much effort nor success. Soon Jeongin and Seungmin were gathered around Minho too. It was unusual that the dancer would be so groggy so shortly into their practice.
"I'm fine," Minho, sitting up again. "I just didn't sleep well. And Sungie was so damn loud."
Because he had his eyes closed, he didn't see how all the boys looked at each other in confusion. Seungmin decided to ask.
"What do you mean, Jisung was loud?"
Without opening his eyes, Minho answered, "Well, his snoring."
The boys exchanged another look.
Minho usually didn't mind Jisung snoring, had gotten used to it with how often the boy slept in his bed. Somehow it was even calming and Minho didn't think he'd sleep as good if Jisung didn't snore, the soft sounds showing Minho that his crush friend was okay and showing him that it was time to let go, to get some sleep, too.
But last night, the dancer hadn't felt too well. He had had a headache and when he had finally fallen asleep, Jisung had crawled into his bed, cuddling into his side which was always nice but it also woke Minho up. And then Ji had fallen asleep so quickly, and he had snored so loudly. Minho had focused too much on the sounds and suddenly it seemed almost impossible to fall asleep. Somewhen he did fall asleep, only to be woken up by their alarm a couple of hours later.
All of that resulted in the dancer not having as much energy as usual, and feeling rather powerless after only practicing their new dance routines a couple of times.
"Hannie doesn't snore," Jeongin stated with such certainty in his voice that it made Minho look up at the boy.
"Yes, he does."
"No."
They all looked from Jeongin to Minho to Jeongin.
"Yes! Of course, he does. That's why I couldn't fall asleep last night!" Minho insisted, involuntarily raising his voice a little. But Jeongin wasn't impressed and he shook his head.
"He doesn't. I couldn't be roommates with somebody who snores. I'm very sensitive to noises at night."
Minho looks at Jeongin for another second before looking at all his friends. They all shrugged, no one agreeing with Minho since Jeongin did spend almost every night with the boy and they'd been roommates for years so he would surely know if Jisung snored. The dancer huffed.
"We're going to ask 3racha."
1
"Jisung, do you snore?" Changbin asked the boy directly after all of them discussing it when he wasn't in the room.
Minho looked expectantly at Jisung. Even Chan and Changbin who were so close to the singer weren't sure if he snored. Jeongin was still profoundly convinced that Jisung didn't snore, and it made Minho a little insecure. Surely he couldn't have imagined the noises coming from the boy every night!
Jisung furrowed his brows before shrugging. "I don't know. I mean, if I do it then while I'm sleeping so I wouldn't really notice, I guess. But nobody's ever complained so maybe not?"
Hyunjin (who seemed to be on Jeongin's side) shot Minho a meaningful look since he had complained a little about Jisung in the morning.
"I'll check tonight," Jeongin said, also looking pointedly at Minho but slapping Jisung on the shoulder as if he'd do him a favor. The rapper just shrugged, not really caring about the topic.
~
"I stayed awake for an hour longer than usual and made sure that Hannie was really asleep. I even observed his breathing so I knew he was. And he seemed dead. Not only because he was so fast asleep but also because he was so quiet. It's a little embarrassing that I even checked, I knew he didn't snore, hyung."
"Maybe it was just because he had a stuffy nose and couldn't breathe properly," Chan suggested, one of the few people who kind of believed Minho but also thought that their youngest member was right.
Minho didn't say anything. Was it because Jisung had had a stuffy nose? No, he was pretty sure that the boy always snored. He decided he'd have to witness Jisung sleep again.
2
Minho hoped his plan would succeed and so far it looked good.
They were all in the living room, some action movie was playing but they were all talking over it while eating snacks. It wasn't that late but it had been a busy day full of practice, and most of them were exhausted. Seungmin was already asleep at the end of the couch, head lolling down now and then. Felix was cuddled into Chan's side and it seemed as if the boy couldn't keep his eyes open much longer.
Minho, on the other hand, was wide awake and it had a lot to do with the fact that Jisung was about to fall asleep.
The young singer was sitting between Changbin's legs, his back against the other's chest while also holding Minho's hand who was sitting beside Changbin. Minho had to force himself to look away from their intertwined fingers - a while ago Jisung had still played with his fingers, squeezing them and scratching them a little before drawing small imaginary patterns, but now he was too tired - and to the boy's face to not miss when he would finally fall asleep. But to be honest Jisung's sleeping face was at least as cute as their hands and now Minho only had to focus on the task at hand and not on how damn adorable and how much he in love with his fellow bandmember was.
Minho stroked Jisung's hand with his thumb, knowing that such comforting motions always made the boy fall asleep quicker. And it proved to be right; a few seconds later Jisung's face relaxed, his mouth falling slightly open and his head lolled to the side.
Minho already celebrated the situation but because his head fell to the side so abruptly, Jisung snapped awake again, looking around confusedly before yawning.
The dancer sighed quietly before he had an idea that could prevent Jisung from waking up again - because he sure looked like he'd fall asleep in the next seconds.
Minho put his free hand to Jisung's chin, pushing his head back gently so it was leaning against Changbin's shoulder. Changbin didn't question anything, just put his head on Jisung's shoulder and closed his eyes himself. It looked so comfortable and Minho was a little jealous that he didn't have such a cute boy against his chest at the moment but he couldn't really feel anything bad toward his two sleepy bandmates and Jisung's face was relaxing again.
Minho waited a couple more minutes, actually looking at the TV even though he had no idea what was going on in the movie but he was sure that Jisung wasn't asleep enough to snore yet. He wanted to check after a few minutes but then Chan asked him something and they talked quietly for quite a while as they were the only ones who were still awake enough to do so.
When their conversation came to a comfortable end, Minho remembered his mission and he looked at Jisung.
The boy was fast asleep now, his head tilted against Changbin's and both had their mouths open. Minho was about to turn back to Chan to make him aware of the ultimate cuteness of the two when he noticed that it was quiet. Way too quiet for his mission. As calmly as possible he leaned toward Jisung, put his ear as close to the boy's mouth as possible without being too weird. Nothing. There was no sound, only the light breeze of his breath against Minho's air and the dancer was bewildered.
"See, he doesn't snore," Hyunjin said quietly from his position between Seungmin and Jeongin.
He started glaring at Hyunjin and then at Jisung, knowing that his emotions were all over the place but whatever. He just needed the singer to snore. Why was he loud all day, yelling and singing and randomly screaming and rapping whatever came to his mind but now, when Minho had something to prove, he was still?
The dancer sighed and dropped his emotions. No way he was going to let himself be mad at his Sungie for something stupid as this. He got up, telling Chan that he was going to bed and he did so.
An hour later Minho was in his bed, listening to ASMR videos with cats (truly a delight, in his cat-loving opinion) when the door to his room opened. Minho expected it to be Hyunjin and didn't react at all. But then his bed dipped and someone slid next to him under the covers. Minho knew immediately who it was and accordingly sneaked his arm around the boy who did the same to him, sliding a little closer until they were pretty much pressed against each other.
No words were said, and Minho continued to focus on the cats eating different kinds of treats loudly, only now with a very warm feeling in his stomach. He blamed it on the cat in the video looking like Dori, knowing that that was bullshit.
A little while later Minho felt sleepy enough and he turned the video off. He closed his eyes, rubbing his hand along Jisung's side, blissfully bathing in the moment; the way Jisung was warm against his side, the way the blanket and pillow were so soft, just like Jisung's shirt, and the way the cats purred faintly.
As he drifted off to sleep his brain hazily reminded him that he had turned the video off and that Jisung was snoring.
3
"He snores. He snores so fucking bad."
Hyunjin looked at his hyung, unimpressed.
"He really doesn't. He slept against me last night and he was quiet," Changbin spoke up and Minho cursed internally. He was so sure he could show everything that night how Jisung snored but then he didn't and Minho had been glad that most guys seemed to have been asleep. Apparently, that hadn't been the case though.
"Shut up, you were asleep, too!" he knew that his argument was weak but whatever. "Maybe he didn't last night because he wasn't fully asleep yet, he was just napping. But later he came to me and then he did snore." The dancer huffed and crossed his arms in front of his chest, ignoring that it was childish behavior.
Jisung appeared out of nowhere, grabbing Minho's arms and pulling them apart before putting them around his body and sitting down in the dancer's lap. "What's with you?" the boy asked while tucking a strand of Minho's hair behind his ear and the older relaxed instantly, tightening his arms around Jisung's waist.
"Nothing, Ji. They're just annoying me."
Jisung looked around the room, fixing everyone with a way too adorable glare. "Don't annoy Lino hyung. Be nice to him," he ordered with a pout before turning back to Minho, smiling brightly at him and then hugging him.
Jeongin groaned and rolled his eyes, Seungmin whispered something to him whereupon the maknae nodded with a small smirk, and Minho didn't like that. He thought about complaining again, to see what cute reaction it would get from Jisung.
But then Felix entered the living room with a board game they sometimes played and Jisung scrambled off of Minho's lap to grab his favorite blue playing pieces.
~
Hyunjin decided it was time to check for himself.
Initially, he hadn't cared. It didn't matter to him if Jisung snored or didn't because he slept with earplugs at night, annoyed by every little noise. He shared his room with Seungmin and Minho and he knew that Jisung often crawled into the bed of the oldest of the three. If Hyunjin didn't have his precious earplugs he'd have a lot to say about the giggling and murmuring coming from Minho's bed all night but the way it was, he could only shake his head at the oblivious boys.
It was funny at first how both Jeongin and Minho were completely sure about being right about Jisung snoring or not snoring. Hyunjin believed Jeongin - he was Sungie's roommate after all. But Minho seemed so frustrated that it was funny and also interesting. Maybe Jisung did snore sometimes? Hyunjin never would have thought that he'd be so invested in something like this. But he was.
And when Jisung came into their room in the middle of another night, Hyunjin took the chance. He sat up in his bed and waved at the sleepy boy shuffling toward Minho's bed. Jisung loved to sleep with the main dancer because he was always willing to cuddle and embrace him and, Hyunjin had to admit, the guy smelled fantastic so surely that was another reason for sleeping with him so many nights. (Hyunjin knew that it was also because Jisung was deeply in love with Minho but he guessed that nobody was supposed to know that (even though everyone did know it, except for Minho himself.))
Still, Hyunjin grabbed Jisung's wrist as soon as the boy was close enough, pulling him into his bed instead of letting him go to Minho's. Jisung looked at him a little confusedly but only shrugged sleepily before throwing his arm over his eyes and letting Hyunjin pull him a little closer.
It was kind of nice to have a warm body next to him, somebody to hold close - Hyunjin liked cuddling, too. But Jisung also turned a lot and almost jabbed his knee right into Hyunjin's crotch before moving his arm so that he was almost strangling the blond. Maybe the love he felt for Jisung was the biggest reason why Minho let him sleep in his bed so often, because it couldn't be for comfort.
About half an hour later, Jisung was fully asleep and he was quiet. Hyunjin was really glad that Jisung didn't snore because he would have gone crazy if he'd had to sleep with a snoring person next to him after he had left out his earplugs tonight. For a second his heart stopped when he did hear a noise in the room but after listening closely it still wasn't Jisung snoring but Minho talking in his sleeping. The dancer's whining sounded suspiciously close to the name "Sungie" but who knows, it could have also been "Soonie". Both very plausible.
~
Minho got up to go to the bathroom, seeing that Seungmin had already gotten up since he wasn't in his bed. He looked to Hyunjin's bed to see if he was awake too, but what he saw made him stop in the middle of the room.
Why the hell was Jisung in Hyunjin's bed, sleeping soundly against the tall boy's side? Minho stared so hard at the two that Hyunjin seemed to notice it as he opened his eyes and smiled smugly at the dancer. Jisung kept sleeping.
Hyunjin mouthed the words 'doesn't snore' to Minho, still smiling triumphantly. The blond thought Minho would coo at Jisung sleeping or maybe just roll his eyes at the proof that the boy didn't snore. But Minho just glared at him for another second before more or less stomping out of the room, and Hyunjin understood. This wasn't about proving something but about jealousy. Hyunjin couldn't stop the little chuckle coming from his throat. God, these two were hopeless. He'd have to tell Minho later that Jisung had been on his way to the brunet's bed and that Hyunjin had just stolen him to see if he really didn't snore.
4
"Min."
"Hm?" Minho turned to Jisung who was pouting at him.
"I don't feel good," the boy said in a quiet, whiny voice, and Minho immediately became concerned. He admitted to sometimes acting like the group's mother hen, but how could he not with so many young boys who now and then forgot to take care of themselves? And if any of them ever accused him of favoring Jisung then that might be true but only because Jisung looked like a baby squirrel and Minho liked animals. No other reasons.
With that pout on his lips and the big sad eyes, Jisung looked even more like a cute squirrel and Minho didn't blame himself when he grabbed the boy's hands and took a step closer to him.
"What's wrong, Ji? Your body or your head?" Jisung took a step closer, too, snuggling against Minho.
"Are you okay, Hannie?" Chan asked as he spotted the two standing so close in the hallway. Jisung ignored the leader and just looked up at Minho with his big brown eyes, the expression alone melting Minho's heart in seconds.
"Cuddle with me?" the singer asked quietly.
Minho turned to Chan who was still looking at them worriedly. "He's okay, I'll just go lie down with him for a bit," the dancer informed his hyung, getting a little nod in return.
Chan hated to see Jisung looking sad and tired like that but he felt better knowing that Minho was going to take care of him, knowing that the dancer was such a great person to be around when not feeling too well; he always made you feel so much better, be it with his words, his soft hands, or just him being there. So the oldest of the group let Minho take Jisung to his room to relax a little.
"Does anything hurt?" Minho asked after he had positioned the younger boy on his bed. Jisung immediately made grabby hands but Minho didn't budge (yet). The older raised a brow instead of asking the question again.
"My belly."
"Do you want me to make you tea? A hot-water bottle?" Minho was already taking a step backward, mentally going through the kitchen to where their teabags were stored but Jisung's hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, keeping him where he was.
"Don't go, please. Just wanna cuddle." Minho's heart broke a little and as much as he really wanted to help Jisung with tea or something else for his stomachache, he couldn't say no to that. So he got in the bed, their legs tangling immediately from being so close. Jisung wanted to put his head on Minho's chest but the dancer stopped him. He put his arm behind Jisung's head, and his other hand on the boy's belly. It was a thing from his childhood; whenever Minho had a stomachache his mother would rub his belly softly and it always made him feel better. So Minho started to rub soft circles, crumpling Jisung's t-shirt with the movements.
"Can you go under my shirt? Your hands are always so warm," the singer said softly and when Minho looked at his face he saw that his eyes were closed already, head turned to the side slightly.
The older complied and gently slid his hand beneath the shirt, feeling the soft skin of Jisung's toned belly. The boy let out a content 'mhmm' as his belly relaxed with each circles Minho's hand drew.
Minho wanted to kiss his bandmate so bad, he gasped a little when the thought appeared so clearly in his mind. He couldn't do anything else but stare at the boy's lips as his hand moved without much thought. But Jisung was falling asleep, those lips parting slowly, and Minho couldn't just kiss him! He couldn't just go and destroy their amazing friendship, and maybe the whole atmosphere in the band with it. He would never stop hating himself if Jisung would stop coming to him at night, cuddling up to him, being so damn close and yet so far.
The dancer sighed softly and only kissed Jisung's temple once he was sure that he was asleep.
Minho only was sure that he was asleep because he started snoring softly. He was snoring! Minho's eyes widened as the realization hit once again. Jisung snored. Duh. But how was he going to show his friends that he was right? He didn't bring his phone with him so he couldn't record it. But this was so important, he could finally prove Jeongin The Roommate that didn't even notice that Jisung snored wrong.
Tactically, Minho slowed the circles of his hand until his hand was only hovering over the other's belly. He moved away from Jisung a little, waiting if he would wake up but he didn't even stir. The dancer got out of the bed and quietly out of the room to go look for his friends. Most of them were in the kitchen, amongst others Jeongin and Hyunjin and those were the most important ones.
"You guys, Sungie's snoring right now, you need to come," Minho said into the room, motioning them to follow him. Most looked at him in confusion or disinterest, but Hyunjin grinned and started following him right away, as did all the others, albeit a bit slower.
In front of the room, Minho hissed at them to be quiet before opening the door with a grand gesture of his arm as to present something. He was presenting Jisung's snoring.
Which wasn't there. It was quiet.
Minho whipped his head around to Jisung, shocked to find that the boy seemed to be still asleep.
"This is sad, hyung," Jeongin said quietly, putting his hand on Minho's shoulder and squeezing lightly.
"This is impossible!" Minho exclaimed, not regarding his volume. Jisung stirred a little before sleepily opening his eyes and Minho cursed.
"Hm?" Jisung just asked, looking at Minho and cocking his head in question. The other boys had all already left, discarding the dancer's behavior as slight insanity but nothing worth watching any longer.
"Sorry, I woke you up. You can go back to sleep," the brunet said, about to get back into the bed to at least get some more cuddles when Jisung sat up, smiling.
"You know what? I feel way better than earlier, my stomachache is gone! Thank you, hyungie." He hugged Minho quickly but tightly before jumping up from the bed and leaving the room.
Minho groaned and let himself fall back onto the mattress. Great. Jisung had stopped snoring as soon as the others were there, and now he didn't even want to cuddle anymore.
A chuckle sounded from the doorframe. Jeongin stood there, one hand perched on his hip and his eyes narrowed a little as if he was laughing at Minho. The dancer put on his iciest glare and to his horror, the maknae just chuckled louder and shook his head a little before walking away.
5
They were traveling for a video shoot and spent their night at a hotel where every member had their own room. Those rooms weren't the biggest ones out there but the beds were comfy enough and everyone was at least a little happy that they got to spend a few nights alone.
Minho didn't but he wouldn't have it any other way - Jisung just felt too good in his arms, his snores filling the otherwise creepily quiet room.
Minho woke up in the middle of the night for no apparent reason. He did have to use the bathroom, however, so he detangled himself from Jisung, wiping the boy's drool off his chest before going to the restroom.
When he came back, Jisung was quiet but still asleep.
Minho frowned as he leaned against the wall, simply looking at Jisung's sleeping form in the dimly illuminated room. He still felt tired and wanted to get back into bed and back to sleep but there was a certain genre of thoughts that raced through his mind with mind-blowing clarity. Thoughts that had accompanied him for years now, thoughts that always appeared when he was looking at, talking to, cuddling with Jisung.
God, all those thoughts about him. Jisung was perfect but it was so much more than that. It was the way he would pout and whine and behave like a child in one moment, and in the next he'd listen to your problems, giving you advice that you thought only old people knew. The way it was so mesmerizing to see Jisung sit in that small studio, playing loud tunes on that keyboard but singing so softly to it. Jisung was so full of emotions all the time and he never hesitated to show them - so much more different than Minho who liked to hide his emotions, liked to appear a little cold and dismissive. Jisung didn't mind crying in front of others, always asking for help when he felt it was needed.
He was happy and he was sad and you always knew about it because he just showed it. With his body, and his words, his music, his gestures, his eyes, and his hands.
"What are you thinking about?" Jisung asked out of nowhere, apparently, he wasn't asleep after all. Minho didn't answer, just pushed himself off the wall and crawled back into bed, lying down on his side. Jisung did the same so that they were lying face to face.
"Are you thinking about me?"
Once again, Minho didn't answer. His heart was not beating any faster than usual which was a miracle considering what his friend just asked. But Minho had always thought that Jisung must have noticed at some point. Everyone probably did, but Minho was a bit of a coward. Especially when it came to Jisung. He just looked at the boy, breathing calmly. Jisung looked back but he wasn't done with talking into the quiet.
"I think about you. A lot. Almost all the time."
Still, his heartbeat remained the same. But his breath did hitch a little and he suddenly felt very funny. Was Jisung really telling him that he liked him, too? Had Jisung always felt like all their touching and cuddling had some kind of meaning and was perhaps a little more than friendly, too? Had he been pining, too? For all these years, even when they spent so much time together, as close as possible, knowing everything about each other?
"Can you kiss me?"
Another question that Minho didn't answer with words. But he moved, shifted closer to Jisung, putting his hand to the boy's face, and then he kissed him.
It was soft and gentle and shy. It only lasted a few seconds and there was no tongue, nothing dirty or raunchy about it. But it was still enough and so much more and made both of them grin brightly.
"Good night, hyung." Jisung shifted around until he could put his head on Minho's chest again. He gave a content sigh and only a few minutes later, he was back to snoring.
Minho thought he would never be able to sleep after that but the endless thoughts in his head started to get blurry, clouding his mind with a comfortable haziness. He never fell asleep as quickly as that night.
+1
The next morning, Minho woke up with a yawn, screwing his eyes shut and stretching his body similar to how his cats always did. He had the scent of Jisung's body wash in his nose and barely refrained from burying his face into the boy's thick hair to smell the shampoo, too. But he didn't want to wake Jisung up so he just opened his eyes.
And was met with six faces staring at them in the creepiest way possible.
Minho really couldn't refrain from screaming and he also couldn't stop his body from jerking abruptly into a sitting position, banging his head hard against Jeongin's in the process.
"What the hell!" he yelled, sadly not able to consider the sleeping boy beside him anymore. For that, the situation was way too weird. And his heart had almost stopped for good. And his head throbbed from colliding with Jeongin. He put his hand to his forehead, rubbing the spot gently, knowing that a bump would form soon enough.
Jisung beside him stirred and whined, somehow still half-asleep. The younger didn't look up, just pressed his face into the pillow to try to fall asleep again. Minho put a hand on the singer's head, patting his head gently. Then he glared at the other boys still looking at them.
"What the hell?" he repeated, albeit much quieter this time, back to minding the sleeping boy. "What are you all doing here like the biggest creeps?"
A few of them looked sheepish, and Jeongin was still getting hugged by Seungmin. Minho would feel bad that he almost made the boy cry but his head was hurting just as much. And he still hadn't gotten an explanation. Felix nudged Chan and the leader sighed, being reminded that he was the leader who probably had to step up even in situations like this.
"We wanted to check a theory," he just said vaguely, and Minho almost pushed forward again to butt his head against Chan's for that stupid answer.
"He does snore!" Hyunjin commented from the side with a big grin and a thumbs-up.
"Oh, good morning, guys." Jisung had finally fully woken up and sat up as well, his shoulder bumping Minho's in the process. "Good morning," he repeated, especially for Minho, leaning over and pecking him on the cheek.
Minho gaped at the boy in surprise and so did the other six boys in the room. As Minho's expression stayed like that, the ones of the others dissolved rather quickly into expressions of smugness and/or relief.
"This is too much for me, I need breakfast," Seungmin spoke up with a sigh before turning around and walking out of the room.
"Our theory proved to be right," Changbin announced, puffing his chest out proudly. Minho didn't even have to ask because Felix was already explaining while climbing onto the bed, taking Jisung's arm to cuddle with it.
"You were too sure that Jisung was snoring to be wrong but we all knew that Jeongin wasn't wrong. So we thought he only snored when he was with you. And it was true. Actually, he only snores when you two are cuddling. Which is a little crazy but also super adorable."
They all looked at Jisung who was blushing furiously. Minho grabbed his hand, squeezing it. He mouthed 'okay?' at him because Jisung looked really flushed, and while snoring wasn't the coolest thing one could do at night, it also wasn't the end of the world.
The boy scratched his neck before saying sheepishly, "I guess it's like my mother once said when I was little... I only snore when I sleep next to the ones I love."
A chorus of gasps was heard, then a chorus of cooing. Minho's jaw dropped and Jisung visibly cringed.
"You all need to get out. Right now," the dancer ordered, shoving at Felix enough to force him to move.
"Are you going to have sex?" Jeongin wanted to know and his adorable face and cute voice made it sound so innocent.
"No," Minho said.
"Maybe," Jisung said. Minho looked at Jisung and couldn't help but chuckle at his boyfriend? He turned back to the others, the smile dropping from his face and his eyes narrowing so minimally.
"Scary," Hyunjin whispered before grabbing Chan's hand and pulling him out of the room. All the others followed like good boys.
Minho turned back to Jisung and couldn't help his smirk. "So the ones you love, uh?"
The poor quokka just blushed harder.