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Two sleeping mats for three grown men.
Jeno frowns, trying to fit into the space the two combined sleeping mats leave for the three of them. If this was ten years ago, and they were mere little teens then maybe the two mats would have been enough for the three of them. They are definitely not enough for three grown ass men now though, they can confirm after having tested the position out.
Lying on their backs is not even an option for all three of them, Jeno’s shoulders would have taken up an entire single mat on its own if that was the case. So Jeno tried to fit on the mat by lying on his side, but Jaemin’s shoulder and elbow was digging into his back, and he would have no space to turn or lie on his back in the middle of the night. He doesn't think he can handle that.
The space was enough and not a problem for when they were awake and talking, but it will definitely not be comfortable for a full night’s sleep. He takes a look at Jisung passed out on the couch, and casts a forlorn look towards the two bedrooms occupied by Renjun and Donghyuck, those lucky bastards. He thinks about the limited space he's lying in and would have to sleep in for the rest of the night, then before he knows it, he is making a decision.
“I'm gonna sleep in Haechan’s room.” Jeno sits up and announces as he grabs his pillow, getting ready to leave.
“Noooooooo, don't leave.” Jaemin whines, making grabby hands at Jeno to pull him back in, which Jeno slaps away.
“There's just not enough space for all of us here, and I don't wanna sleep all scrunched up the whole night.” Jeno looks at the inches of space he was lying in pointedly.
Chenle nods from his position, leg thrown over Jaemin’s waist to take up as little space as possible. “He's right. This will be a very tight fit for us.”
“Not if Jeno just sleeps on top of me! And it won't be his first time either.” Jaemin insists and Jeno softens, he loves cuddling Jaemin and would probably have taken him up on his offer if they were sleeping on an actual mattress. But cuddling someone on a sleeping mat is completely different from cuddling someone on a comfortable bed, where when you roll away in your sleep eventually, you won't be met with the cold hard floor jolting you awake from your sleep.
He says as much to Jaemin, who finally gives in with a defeated sigh. “Fine, go sleep with your lovely Haechannie. Leave me all by myself to rot, deprived of your cuddles.”
“What am I, a chopped liver?” Chenle quips from the side, eyes wide open in offense.
Jaemin just taps the thigh laid over him. “Cuddling Jeno is just better. He feels like a teddy bear, it's literally the best thing in the world.”
Chenle’s eyes rake over Jeno, who's too tipsy and sleepy to add anything to entertain the conversation, otherwise he would have taken notice of Chenle’s eyes lingering on his chest, the gaze turning dark and heavy.
“Yeah… I bet it feels good to hug Jeno to sleep.”
“It does! And now he's leaving us to go cuddle someone else. This is too heartbreaking.” Jaemin shakes his head in exaggerated despair.
Jeno would roll his eyes at the dramatics if its mere idea wouldn't make his head hurt.
“You're making m’head hurt. Bye.”
“Wait! Give me my goodnight kiss first.”
Jaemin puckers his lips. Jeno frowns at being stopped again, but he's never been one for rejecting kisses when they're in private, so he leans down and pecks Jaemin on the lips, once, twice, thrice because Jaemin won't pull away and it feels good enough that Jeno does not want to be the one pulling away either.
“Me too! Me too!” Chenle's excited voice breaks Jeno out of his stupor and he moves over to peck him on the lips too, just twice this time as he controls himself better.
“I'm going now.” He says with finality in his voice and gets up.
“Good night, puppy darling. Sleep well with Haechannie!” Jaemin coos before he scoots over in the space Jeno freed on the mat, and finally loosens his muscles from the tight squeeze they were scrunched up in.
Chenle whistles. “Hate to see you go, but love to watch you leave.”
They start giggling and Jeno doesn't spare them another glance before he makes his way to the room Donghyuck has taken for the night. He opens the door, wincing when it creeks. The light from the screen of a phone illuminating Donghyuck’s very awake face has him sighing in relief, grateful he wouldn't accidentally wake the guy up by trying to get in the bed.
Donghyuck turns away from his phone to look at him and raises a brow. “Did they get too loud for you there? Or were they being grabby?”
Both are true. Jaemin and Chenle could not stop giggling and wiggling, which in turn was jostling Jeno a lot more than he wanted. And they're definitely too grabby, but that's not something Jeno would particularly hate at the moment. He would probably prefer it if he at least had enough space to be lying down comfortably.
“No space,” is all Jeno says as he closes the door behind him and dashes to get on the bed, reckless and excited like a puppy. He loves a good mattress, loves the idea of cuddling someone on that mattress even more. He tosses his pillow to the side in favor of climbing on top of Donghyuck to settle there, not caring that he actually tossed it off the bed, because he knows he won't be needing it to sleep anyway.
Donghyuck grunts from the weight dropping on his chest, knocking the phone out of his hand from surprise.
“Jesus, warn a guy next time.”
Jeno just moves around in response, trying to get comfortable. He sighs once he settles in, arms wrapped around his waist through the blanket, head tucked in Donghyuck’s neck, his skin warm and smooth where it grazes his face.
Donghyuck looks at him in disbelief, before he scoffs amusedly, arms coming to wrap around Jeno, one coils around Jeno’s shoulder while the other squeezes Jeno’s nape before settling in his hair. Jeno hums as Donghyuck’s fingers start scratching his scalp gently, his body giving an involuntary happy wiggle. Just like a puppy. Or cat. A sweet little kitten that wakes you up by sitting on you and demands cuddles at ass o'clock in the morning.
“Is this where you'll sleep? On top of me and the blanket?”
Jeno makes a sound in his throat with great effort before going silent, considering that an appropriate reply. Then he feels a finger poking his cheek. He grunts again, a sound that signals Donghyuck to stop, but the finger continues poking him, moving from his cheek to his nose. Now he's annoyed, the hand in his head has stopped scratching him when it was feeling so good and he was quite literally about to fall asleep, now fingers won't stop poking him right after he had gotten so comfortable.
“Donghyuckie, stop. ‘M sleepy.” He whines. swatting the hand when it comes to poke his cheek again.
Donghyuck just laughs, always happy to see Jeno disgruntled and whiny and annoyed. It's one of his favourite looks on Jeno, and that's why bothering him is one of his favourite things to do as well. He loves the frown that takes over his face, the annoyance in his eyes. Jeno’s lips will often jut out in the most adorable of pouts, and if he's lucky then they'll form the shapes of curses that sound sweeter than harmonies coming from Jeno.
He loves pushing until the whining turns into genuine sulking, and then he gets to wrap himself all around Jeno like an octopus and try to make amends while Jeno grumbles in protest. 10/10 pastime. Would recommend.
“At least get under the blanket, Jeno.” Donghyuck softly suggests, already having made peace with the fact that he will be getting used as a mattress for the rest of the night. He pats Jeno’s ass with his hand, ushering him to get up while the sleepy boy refuses to budge.
“Honey, neither of us will have a comfortable night if you fall asleep over the blanket.”
“But I’m comfy now. Stop making me move.”
“Jeno. Be a good boy and listen. Are you not my good boy?”
Jeno squirms in place. He hates and loves when they bring ‘good boy’ out. He hates how it immediately makes him want to be good for them, to abandon all his sternness and just become obedient for them, listening to whatever they're saying so he can be praised and called a good boy again and again. Their good boy. And everyone knows it too, and they know how to weaponize it. They know they can just call Jeno a good boy and he'll drop every demand of his in a blink. He hates it. Hates that he loves it too.
He nuzzles his head into Donghyuck's shoulder. “That's unfair.”
“I know,” Donghyuck coos. “You can tell me all about how unfair it is from under the blanket. Come on.”
After some more grumbling, Jeno finally gets up so Donghyuck can pull the blanket over them. He immediately retakes his previous position, lying atop Donghyuck with his head tucked in by the latter’s neck. With the thick blanket now out of the way, he can directly feel the warmth of Donghyuck's body under him, and he decides he likes it under the blanket better, but he won't say that much to Donghyuck and give him any more satisfaction of being right and rational at three in the morning.
Donghyuck tucks the blanket around them before getting comfortable, as much as he can while being trapped under Jeno, and then gives up on moving for the remainder of the night.
“Good night, Jeno.” He pats Jeno’s back over the blanket before he settles his hand there, eyes closed to try and fall asleep as well.
Jeno blinks, an urge interrupting his trip to dreamland and then nudges Donghyuck’s jaw with his nose, to which Donghyuck turns and takes one good look at him, the frown between his brows from sleepiness, but eyes dewy and sparkling with a silent demand. Jeno can be so easy to read. Donghyuck smiles, immediately knowing what is needed from him.
He gently cups Jeno’s jaw in his hand before ducking down and taking the sleepy boy’s lips between his own in the sweetest of kisses. Jeno closes his eyes and nestles closer, sighing in Donghyuck’s mouth in relief as his fingers clench the cotton of Donghyuck’s sleepwear right above his heart, before relaxing and splaying there.
Their lips part with warm exhales, before Jeno moves back in eagerly, which makes Donghyuck laugh fondly. His lips are soft and warm and wet and they feel amazing as they move against Jeno’s. Donghyuck’s hand slips in under the blanket to hold his waist, and the squeeze to his waist makes him arch his back even when dazed with sleep. He wants more, sleep be damned. He doesn't want to stop kissing anytime soon.
His coordination is very obviously off, nose knocking into Donghyuck’s a little too roughly when he tries to tilt his head.
“So eager, baby. Such a touchy puppy,” Donghyuck moves away from Jeno’s mouth to trace his lips across Jeno’s face, kissing every inch of skin he can. “Can’t sleep without his good night kisses, yeah?”
Jeno whines, a pretty sound coming from his throat as he nods while trying to chase Donghyuck’s lips again. He can't be blamed for loving kissing this much. It feels good, is relaxing, and scratches the itch in his brain that constantly craves touch and affection. Kissing your friends is honestly one of the top three experiences in the world, the other two being sleeping and then cuddling a cat to sleep; the latter being something he did not get to experience more than once, but that one time was enough for him to know there isn't anything better than that on this planet.
Donghyuck meets his enthusiasm with his own, eagerly licking into Jeno’s mouth before pulling his bottom lip between his teeth, an action which makes Jeno groan. Jeno’s energy doesn't last long, though. The sleep eventually overpowers his will, and the movement of his lips turns slack and lazy. But Jeno doesn't want to stop kissing, so he doesn't. Continues going with sheer will and determination.
Jeno’s lips come to a halt for a few seconds, and Donghyuck chuckles when he opens his eyes and sees Jeno falling into slumber.
Donghyuck pecks his lips once more and moves back. “Baby, you're falling asleep.”
Jeno blinks awake and then shakes his head. “Am not.” He totally is and he knows it too. But it won't be him if he doesn't fight against the urges to keep kissing some more. He may be half conscious but he can still move his lips a little!
“Are too.” Donghyuck pulls away entirely now, and is met with the cutest grumpy pout on Jeno’s lips.
“Why'd you stop kissing.” Jeno glares at Donghyuck which doesn't feel like a glare at all, not when he looks this adorable and non threatening. This is why Donghyuck loves riling Jeno up.
“You need to sleep.”
“I don't. That's a myth. Kiss me more.”
Jeno dives back in for a kiss, but the exhaustion and sleep makes him miss, and he lands a kiss at Donghyuck’s chin instead. He whines at the miss himself, and readjusts so he can reach the man’s lips this time but Donghyuck pulls away just in time, and holds Jeno’s jaw to stop him from moving further too. Donghyuck kisses Jeno’s nose and gets a scrunch of it in response. Which is adorable so he kisses it once more.
“No. Sleep now. I'll kiss you more in the morning.”
Jeno continues glaring at Donghyuck, and the latter just laughs before tucking Jeno’s head back in his neck. It speaks a lot for just how gone Jeno is because he does not even protest. His eyes slip back close, but the frown doesn't go away until Donghyuck starts running his fingers through his hair, his other hand slipping under Jeno’s shirt to rub his back.
And it feels so, so good, Jeno would start purring if he could. But he just hums in content because that's all he can do. His leg hitches itself higher over Donghyuck's waist, and he almost wishes he was wearing shorts so he could feel Donghyuck’s smooth and moisturized legs rubbing against his own. Next time, then.
“Hafta kiss in the morning. Or I'll be mad.”
Donghyuck squeezes Jeno’s waist. “You wake up mad anyway, honey.” That earns him a swat to the chest.
He rests his head on Jeno’s head, eyes closing with a smile on his face. “Can’t wait to see you all cute and grumpy when we wake up. And then I can kiss the puppy all he wants. Because he's just a clingy little puppy, just wants someone touching and loving him constantly.”
“Shuddup.” Jeno says sleepily.
“Yes, honey.”