A Little Bit of Magic ⚣「 y.ji + skz 」| ON HOLD

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Jeongin squints at the bright sunlight peeking through the windows. He looks down at the blanket draped over his body and furrows his eyebrows in confusion. He sits up and looks around the room- he has no idea where he is.

Suddenly the door opens revealing a sleepy Hyunjin.

“Oh, you're awake!” He says, smiling at the younger. “You fell asleep during the movie last night and we don't know where you live so we let you sleep in my bed,”

Jeongin nods his head, still half asleep.

“Where did you sleep then?” Jeongin asks.

“I slept in Seungmin and Minho hyung's room, don't worry,” Hyunjin says. Jeongin nods and stretches. “Woojin hyung made breakfast and he told me to come wake you up so you could eat,”

“Mmm okay,” Jeongin yawns and stands up.

“Cute,” Hyunjin says, walking up to Jeongin and fixing his hair. Jeongin looks up at the older boy and blushes.

Hyunjin grabs his hand and pulls him out of the room and into the kitchen.

“I see sleeping beauty is finally awake,” Minho says, smiling as he sees Jeongin. Chan smacks his arm lightly.

They all sit down around the table and begin to eat.

“This is really good Woojin hyung, I love it,” Jeongin says, giving two thumbs up to the eldest.

“Im glad you like it,” Woojin says.

“Woojinnie hyung always makes the best food,” Seungmin says.

“Is there a certain time you should be home by?” Chan asks the youngest, putting more food into his mouth.

“No, not really. I can leave whenever you guys want me to,” Jeongin says.

“Oh, aren't your parents worried?” Hyunjin asks.

“Ah, no,” Jeongin says looking down. “I don't live with my parents anymore, they kinda disowned me,”

Jeongin's statement makes the boys gasp.

“Who would disown someone as precious as you?” Minho says, shocked. “I feel like you could never do anything wrong,”

“Well,” Jeongin starts. “My parents are very religious and homophobic so when they found out I was pansexual they got mad and kicked me out,”

“What! That's terrible,” Seungmin says.

“Yeah, but it happened a few years ago so I'm over it,”

“How old were you when it happened,” Woojin asks gently. “If you don't mind me asking,”

“I was fifteen,” Jeongin says, earning more gasps. “I had to move in with a friend before I could get a job and was able to get my own apartment,”

“I'm really sorry,” Chan says, rubbing Jeongin's back.

“Yeah, but it was all in the past so I can't do much about it” Jeongin says.

“You're welcome to come and hang out or sleep over here anytime you want,” Minho says.

“Thank you hyung,” Jeongin says, smiling up at Minho.

Soon, everyone finished breakfast and Woojin decided to take Jeongin out into the forest.

“I've been all around Seoul and I've never seen this place before,” Jeongin says. “How did you guys find it?”

“I don't really know actually,” Woojin says, bending down and picking up a small pink flower up. “Minho had already been living here for a while when I met him,”

Jeongin nods and his face flushes when Woojin begins to decorate his hair with flowers.

Soon after Woojin finishes they continue walking until they reach a large field of flowers.

“It's so pretty,” Jeongin says in awe, Woojin smiles and grabs the boys hand. Woojin pulls him into the field and sits down.

“Do you remember the trick I taught you yesterday?” Woojin asks.

“The plant healing one?”

“Yes,” Woojin says, “I want you to try to do it on these flowers,”

“But none of these flowers are dying,” Jeongin says, touching the petals of a bright yellow daffodil.

He looks up at Woojin as Woojin lightly cups his hands around a bundle of flowers. When Woojin releases them they're no longer bright and vibrant, but now gray and wilting.

“Woah, how did you do that?” Jeongin says, frowning at the dying plants.

“It's a slightly more advanced trick,” Woojin says. “I don't like to use it much. Can you try the spell now?”

Jeongin knows and touches one of the few dying flowers. He wraps his hands around the flower and focuses only on the flower. He closes his eyes and tries to target only the flower, before opening them and uncupping his hand, smiling at the flower that was now bright and healthy again.

Jeongin lets out a little cheer which makes Woojin laugh before moving on to heal the next plant.

“You're really good at this,” Woojin says, a soft smile on his face as he watches the younger.

Jeongin looks up at Woojin after healing the last flower.

“Thank you,”

The duo stayed in the forest for a few hours, Woojin teaching Jeongin some tips on controlling his magic before Jeongin pointed out that he should go home.

“It's not that I'm getting bored of you,” Jeongin explains as they walk back to the house. “It's just that a lot of social interaction drains me of energy,”

“Don't worry, I understand,” Woojin says, looking down at the younger. “I get the same way. I've just been used to having all the other boys around that it doesn't really bother me anymore,”

They continue walking peacefully, Jeongin smiling as he listens to Woojin's beautiful voice hum an unfamiliar song.

Soon they reach the house in the middle of the forest and Minho's smiles at them as they enter.

“You're about to go to the shop, right?” Woojin asks Minho.

“Yeah,” Minho responds. “Why, do you need anything?”

“Jeongin's just ready to go home,” Woojin explains.

“Jeongin's leaving?” Seungmin asks from his spot at the table. He and Chan were reading a rather thick brown book. Jeongin just nods with a small, slightly apologetic smile on his face.

“Ah okay,” Chan says, smiling. “Feel free to visit us anytime!”

“I will!” Jeongin says. Hyunjin walks into the room and sees Minho and Jeongin by the door.

“You're leaving already?” Hyunjin says, pouting.

“I'm going to take him back to the shop with me so he can go home from there,” Minho's says.

Hyunjin nods and walks over to the younger, giving him a hug.

“Make sure to stay safe!” He tells the younger before letting him go and kissing Minho's cheek.

The boys all say their goodbyes to Jeongin who promises he'll visit again and Minho's leads way out of the house and through the forest to get to the shop.