Let's just pretend this didn't take ages for this because I kept prioritising other prompts over this one
it's weird because this prompt is supposed to be perfect for Han "falls asleep anywhere at any given time" Jisung but somehow that didn't spark joy, so I did it the other way around 💕
22: falling asleep on the other's shoulder
“Oh, I love that pa-” The words die in Jisung's throat when he looks down on his shoulder to find Minho with his eyes closed. Minho’s face is slack, his body rising and falling with slow, steady breaths. He’s asleep. He actually fell asleep. In the first quarter of a movie Jisung picked because he wanted Minho to see it.
It's pretty fucking rude if you ask Jisung, grounds for divorce if they were married. But at the same time, he can't seem to be offended — trust him he tried. Minho seemed fairly tired when he came home earlier, having spent most of the day at the company with Felix and Hyunjin to polish the choreo before teaching the members. And, as Jisung has to admit, he may have played some role in Minho's tiredness by keeping him awake late last night. Not that Minho was complaining then — or ever — but his grogginess in the morning was obvious.
While Jisung would love for Minho to actually see the movie they’re watching, proper rest has priority. So, as tempting as the idea is, Jisung ignores the little voice telling him to be a brat and wake his boyfriend up so he can fully soak in the movie accompanied by a 10 minute analysis of why the scene currently flickering across the TV is an absolute masterpiece perfectly setting up the ending. Instead, Jisung tries to sit as still as possible and be a good pillow while enjoying the movie on his own.
Jisung’s slight hope that Minho might wake up and at least catch part of the movie diminishes with every minute that Minho spends peacefully dozing against Jisung’s shoulder. As much as Jisung wants to be annoyed by it, having Minho fall asleep on him is actually kind of nice? It’s not something Jisung is used to as the one who falls asleep faster between them. He’s sure Minho has experienced moments like these more often than he can count, but to Jisung this is new. Minho’s weight on him, the occasional noise he makes in his sleep, the way he’s holding on to Jisung’s thigh even in his sleep, Jisung could take it in for hours while his chest fills with warmth until it feels like he’s about to combust.
In the end, Minho does miss the entire movie, except for the first few minutes. Sometimes he shifts or nuzzles his face into Jisung’s shoulder but he never wakes up and Jisung, Jisung has never felt this at peace. Sitting at home with the love of his life asleep on his shoulder while one of favourite movies plays in the background is a happiness Jisung’s didn’t expect to find, not when he’s living the busy life of an idol, not when he’s known that he’s gay since he was 13, and definitely not this young. And then Minho walked into his life, kind and a bit shy and so unbelievably handsome it pissed Jisung off a little.
When the ending credits start to roll and Jisung grabs the remote to turn off the TV, Minho finally stirs. Sleep still clings to him, his brain needing a while to function again as he looks around the living room.
“I missed the movie?” Minho mutters while lifting his head to look at Jisung. His hair is tousled where his head had been lying on Jisung’s shoulder and Jisung can’t hold in a smile while smoothing it down for him.
“Yeah, we’ll watch it some other time. Let’s get you to bed.”
“Carry me?”
Jisung scoffs and shakes his head. His boyfriend is always sluggish right after waking up, but this goes a step too far. Obviously he’d still do this for Minho, but he needs to at least put up a fight. “You’re way too heavy.”
Minho pokes his finger into Jisung’s biceps then, making him flinch. “What’s this? Why do you think I keep dragging you to the gym with me?”
“Because you like watching me lift stuff.” Which also happens to be the reason Jisung keeps coming along to the gym, so he can watch Minho lift stuff.
“Exactly.” The matter-of-factly tone together with Minho’s unimpressed gaze is impossible to argue with and Minho knows it, he always knows when he’s got Jisung right where he wants him. Sighing, Jisung gets off the couch and positions himself between Minho’s legs, letting Minho wrap himself around his back before standing up. Or rather trying. They flop back onto the couch with a loud thud immediately.
“Looks like we need to work out more,” Minho comments, still completely unbothered.
Jisung whines, but he knows there’s no getting out of this. And he doesn’t want to get out of this, not really, the thought of getting to baby Minho a bit is too dear to him to just give up. He’s better prepared on the next attempt, pushing himself up with more force and nearly landing head first in their couch table. By some miracle, Jisung actually lifts himself up onto his feet and starts staggering towards the bedroom to the sound of Minho’s giggling. The best sound in the world in Jisung’s humble opinion, but short distance is enough to make Jisung regret his life choices regardless of how much Minho sweetens the time. He may have bulked up, but Minho is still above his weight category. Minho, on the other hand, can’t hide his amusement at Jisung’s moaning and groaning.
Once in their room, Jisung heads straight for the bed, turning around to flop down on it. It’s Jisung’s turn to laugh when he lands on top of his boyfriend and knocks all air out of him in a loud, strangled sound. “The package has officially been delivered,” Jisung declares, still giggling and refusing to move off of Minho.
“You damaged the package, one star.” Minho’s hands come to rest on Jisung’s jaw, keeping him in place while Minho lifts his head and gives him a singular kiss on the crown of Jisung’s head.
“I love you too,” Jisung retorts, making a kissy face in Minho’s general direction.
Minho hums, his hands staying on Jisung’s face, caressing his cheeks, not making a single move to push Jisung off so they can sleep, just lying here with him like they have all the time in the world. It’s quiet and peaceful and breathtaking in a way Jisung can’t put into words. Maybe he should still try; the thought of having another song about them and their love, another song for them puts a pleasant flutter in Jisung’s stomach. Jisung closes his eyes and lets the world shrink down to just them, to their synchronised breathing, to their hearts beating the same rhythm, to Minho warmth, his scent, his soft touches. This, Jisung decides, is everything he could ever wish for in life.
happiest of the birthdays to my bestest friend lee minho!
you’re really my pride and joy, our multitalented amazing dancing gem. thank you for your hard work, your patience, your positive impact and presence in our lives. i’m so proud and grateful for your beautiful, kind, sweet soul. you’re incredible and i’m always amazed by you every day more and more. thank you for being like a best friend for me and for always making me smile, laugh and lift my mood up.
words aren’t enough when it comes to you. my brightest star. my ray of sunshine.
i love you so so much. happy 21st my fellow hag 98 liner bffie. 🖤
I posted this one. But today its the scanned version so its clearer! Thank you guys for always supporting fan artist! You guys always give motivation (;
