They all woke up later in the day.
Jaemin was first, stretching his arms high above his head, and squinting his eyes in the sunlight that shone into the room, keeping his eyes closed as he sat up.
He then felt the arms around him, from behind.
Last time he checked, it was just Renjun, him and Chenle.
Still sitting, Jaemin looked behind him and almost jumped in fright when he finally opened his eyes.
Jeno was laying there, but his hair was turning white, but as soon as it would almost be fully white, it started to turn dark brown again. Jaemin looked at his hair in awe, slowly inching his hand closer and closer to the older's hair.
When his hand finally made contact, the hair closest to his hand started to turn the opposite color. It had been shifting white, but the hair near his hand started turning brown again.
Jaemin started to drag his fingers through Jeno's scalp, making the other sound out a noise of content, letting the hair continuously change colors.
Renjun was next to wake up, after hearing a squeal come out of Jaemin's mouth when Jeno furrowed his eyebrows in confusion to the feeling on his scalp, still asleep.
Renjun groaned just a little, catching Jaemin's attention.
Jaemin cooed at Renjun's annoyed morning face, the older seemingly confused as to how he had been woken up.
When Renjun closed his eyes again, Jaemin wrapped his arms around him, laying back down with the older, smiling wide.
Renjun liked the early morning silence, not daring to speak a word to break it. So when the younger cuddled into Renjun's embrace, Renjun sleepily leaned down and kissed his forehead.
The feeling of soft lips brushing his forehead made Jaemin smile.
Then he realized who it was, and immediately his cheeks heated up, and his heart seemed to go crazy.
Soft Renjun was his weakness apparently.
His heart may be going wild, but after Renjun did that, his arms holding the younger close, Jeno then decided to announce that he was conscious. With a snicker.
Jaemin almost shot up, surprised that he was awake, but decided to just reach over and grab Jeno's hand.
Their fingers interlaced, and Jaemin turned his head to look at the older boy.
Jeno's eyes met Jaemin's, and they smiled at each other. Jaemin didn't miss how Jeno's hair remained brown when he was awake.
Jeno was happy that Jaemin wasn't upset with him anymore, although seeing the younger flustered was a new sight. Surely he's made Jaemin flustered, but Renjun made it seem so much more. He watched the older boy kiss Jaemin on the forehead, and was quite shocked that he was confident enough, since his more shy personality.
But he was going back to sleep, so..?
Jeno left that question be, hugging himself further into the youngest of the three.
Somehow they hadn't realized that Mark was there, and that he literally witnessed everything that had just happened.
Oh, he thought, Delta.
It was as if he had fireworks explode in realization at the sight.
Chuckling to himself, he wrapped his arms around Donghyuck, reminiscing in the younger's warmth.
They had always been close, since basically childhood. They met when they were both in child care centers, just happening to be in the same one, then later on found that they were in the same district.
Sure, the younger can be whiny or annoying at times, but Mark handles it with stride, knowing that that was Donghyuck's character.
But although being close with him, Donghyuck was also the reason they had Jaemin, Jeno, and Chenle. Mark was the one who took Jisung under his wing.
But without those boys, Mark wasn't sure where he'd be.
Definitely not in this oversized bed that just happened to be able to fit all seven of the boys.
It was a mystery.
Mark almost jumped when Renjun stirred away, making his movements rattle the boys around him, making Donghyuck shift against Mark.
It was like a ripple effect, and Mark wanted to laugh.
Then Renjun shot up, his hair sticking up and eyes squinted.
"Wha-?"
He was speaking his mother language, but just by his face, Mark could tell he was confused. Laughing slightly, he decided he couldn't go back to sleep.
"Good morning, Renjun," Mark said, whispering so as to not wake the others.
The younger turned his squinted eyes towards Mark, still confused but greeted the older anyway.
"Good morning, hyung."
Mark smiled at the honorific, not blind towards the sudden lowering of speech. He smiled that Renjun wasn't afraid to get close.
Mark smiled, and tried to get up.
He was having troubles because although Jisung was holding onto Chenle, Chenle was holding the maknae in quite the hold, determined to keep the youngest close to him. So that meant that also Donghyuck was clutching onto the maknae in almost a death grip.
So that was why Mark was stuck. Because when Donghyuck is tangled, he is tangled. Although he was tangled with Jisung, that meant anyone around him was too. Donghyuck's legs were trapping Mark's, and as much as Mark just wanted to pull away from the younger, there was no hope.
Sighing, he pushed at his shoulder, hoping to wake him up, if not, just enough to get the boy conscious enough to get his legs off of him.
Donghyuck groaned, but still was unconscious, so Mark put more effort. Just to rouse the younger, he pinched his sides, knowing that the younger was sensitive and mildly ticklish there.
The younger squealed, as Mark expected, and shot his eyes wide open, turning to face Mark with a glare.
Renjun witnessed the whole ordeal, laughing loudly at the silliness of it all.
His laugh made Jaemin wake up, and Chenle.
It wasn't that Renjun had a loud laugh, but that it was actually kind of beautiful. That, and Donghyuck's loud squeal. But they'd rather agree about it being Renjun's musical laugh.
Seeing the boy smiling made the others smile too.
They just wanted to stay in that beautiful moment, not wanting to disrupt it.
Jisung almost cringed when he got the familiar feeling.
Silently, he rose his hand, making the others look at him in confusion, before either laughing, or pulling on his cheeks at how cute he was.
"Jisung, they don't do that in class anymore. Plus, we aren't in school right now. Just say whatever you want whenever," Mark told him, ruffling his hair.
Jisung did cringe at that. Well, that, and the many fingers pinching his skin.
His voice was quiet, looking at the others in slight embarrassment.
"Um-m, well, can you guys k-kinda move?"
Everyone looked at him, confusion written all over their faces.
"I- uh- I have to use the bathroom."
Everyone cooed again, laughing a bit.
"No, but, like seriously guys."
. . .
A/N:
Lowkey another filler but...
I'M LATE
but...
now I get to write another chapter for you guys?
And another on Wednesday (if I remember)
But I'm late because the final for my English Composition class is due tomorrow, and it is a 7 to 8 page research essay, that I'm currently on page 6, and I have to work tonight, and it's my final exam for that class.
rip @me
but anywhos,
how have y'all been?
"Questions" is now at chapter 2, so
yEeT
but like, y'all
it's gonna be good
I promise
;)
Until next time !
-Kim
started : 2018.12.10
finished : 2018.12.17