Naughty Sleeper

“You keep nosing into my business over and over again. I don’t need protection from Wonyong.”

Jaewoong gave a little guttural growl off to the side.

“You don’t need protection? Have you seen your face every time he touches you? It looks like you are being attacked? I dunno what he did to you. But you wince and flinch every time he comes too close. But you don’t say anything. He notices too. He leans in more. He tries to get closer. If you are so uncomfortable, why don’t you stop it? Am I just supposed to stand by and watch you recoil in pain?” Jaewoong snapped.

“Oh, yes. Just stand there. Everyone else does.”

“Yeah, why does everyone else? Why do they just see you hurting and not say or do anything? Huh? Do they not see it?”

“No, no one else sees it but you. So why do you have to stick your nose into my business.” Minjun snapped back.

“You want me to ignore it then?” Jaewoong walked up to him, his shirt billowing in the wind.

“Should I ignore it?” he asked, stepping closer, getting close to his face to do so.

‘It looks like he wants to punch something.’ Minjun thought.

“Why do you keep trying to help me? We just met. Why is it your problem?” Minjun asked, annoyed. “Do you have some sort of complex? Do you always have to be the saviour?Huh?”

Jaewook kicked at the little pebble on the rooftop of the house. Going silent, and unable to look up.

“No, it’s just…”

“Just what?” Minjun asked, annoyed.

“You hold me every night and cry because you are hurting so much. How can I just be coldhearted when you cling to me? Do you think I am so cold that I could just turn you away? Am I supposed to watch the pain build all day then not let you into my bed every night? Shouldn’t I stop the cycle?”

Minjun looked at him, judging to see if he was lying.

“I do what?” He asked slowly so that Jaewoong could make it make sense.

“You sleep with me. Every night. You have for the past nine days ever since the first night so ten nights total. I thought it was just cause I was a bear the first night.”

“I do not! Why should I believe you?” Minjun asked, appalled. ‘He has to be lying there is no way I would.’ He thought. His mouth dropped as Jaewoon turned the phone the company had given him around and there in the video Minjun was snuggled into him and like a zombie he watched himself sit up crawl out and return to his own bed. Jaewoong turned the camera to his face. He smirked which in the camera came off sorta sinister and evil.

Minjun felt that shiver down his spine he got whenever Jaewoong was being cocky.

“Jun-ah, your such a naughty sleeper.” he said into the camera then winked and the screen went black. The video ending.

“Yah, why don’t you wake me? Why are you letting me sleep with you?” Minjun asked.

Jaewoong turned and walked away to the edge of the building he looked down off the edge.

“I… I thought, how hurt inside do you have to be to deny your feelings all day and then cry out for help in your sleep? I just. I don’t want to see anyone else I care about hurting. So if you need a hug, it's okay. Just hug me. Doesn’t matter when. Okay?” Jaewoong said. He turned back around to face Minjun. Minjun watched him carefully.

Jaewoong took a second and a third deep breath then opened up his arms.

Minjun stared at him, his heart warring between running over there and reservation.

It felt weird to be seen and heard. To have someone notice and care about his pain.

‘How long had it been since that had happened? Too long.’

Minjun shuffled over there. He paused in front of Jaewoong. Jaewoong wrapped his arms around him and pulled him in tightly so tightly that he was practically like another layer of clothing he was so glued to him. He looked down at him and smiled. Minjun looked up through his bangs and felt that heat rise again. But ignored it and slowly wrapped his arms around Jaewoong’s back. Then grabbed it in fistfuls, putting his head to rest on Jaewoong’s left ******.

He could hear Jaewoong’s heartbeat. It was calming and familiar. Maybe because he had been doing this for a week while he slept.

“Is that better?” Jaewoong said

Minjun felt the words reverberate through him. He nodded his head slowly. Jaewoong petted his head. He looked back up, their eyes locking on each other for a moment.

Minjun swallowed. ‘Had his lips always been so pink? His black hair always so long? Yah, Kim Minjun, what are you thinking about right now?’

Minjun pulled away from the hug gently. Untangling his limbs.

“Better?” Jaewoong asked.

Minjun nodded. “Just wake me up. Don’t let me impose on you.”

Jaewoong smirked. “Nope, I am not going to.”

Minjun sniffled. “Why not?”

Jaewoong pointed at his thumb.

“I said when you needed me right. So you must need me.” Minjun felt his cheeks grow hot. “Don’t say it like that.” He whispered.

“Don’t say it like that.” He whispered feeling a little shy at the support and acceptance he was receiving form a bear of a man that didn't know him that well. Compared to everyone else in his life.

“Fine, but only when I need too.” Minjun agreed reluctantly accepting the help. But he didnt’ feel as reluctant as he thought he would.

“How am I supposed to know you need me if you don’t tell me? Are you going to cling to me all day?’ Jaewoong asked. Referring to the video, wiggling his phone in his hand.

Minjun had enough sense to look guilty for his behaviour.

Jaewoong shook his head. He smirked. “Okay, let's do this. Anytime you feel overwhelmed and need a hug just give me a signal and I can hug you. Sound good?”

“But why? I thought you just were okay with it as a bear. I don’t want to force you to do something you don’t want to do. I mean you don't’ have to force it.”

Jaewoong shook his head no again. “Am I just supposed to deal with you breaking and entering into my bed every night then?”

Minjun nodded “Oh, that makes sense.” He gave him a little circled thumbs up and a little half smile. As a way to brush off and give an apology at the same time. “Sorry,”

“Oh, yeah, let's use that. That's cute.” Jaewoong said, leaning forward and ruffling Minjun’s hair a little.

Minjun flushed. “Yah, do you have to be so cringy when you look like you do?” Minjun said, then shuffled away from him quickly heading for the stairs.

“When I look like what?” Jaewoong called, repeatedly. Minjun closed his eyes and ignored it, stomping down the stairs.

“When you are so sexy and handsome.” He said.

‘Ah, you can never say that in front of him, though.’ He thought.

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