Beside You
"I can't sleep Dae, c-can I sleep beside you?" Xiumin woke him from his slumber one night, hugging one of his spare room's pillows.
"H-huh? Why? Still having nightmares?" he sat down and beckoned him to come forth. Xiumin sits on the side of his bed.
He just nodded, he knows Xiumin from pre-school days. They grew up together, but when they turned 16, they had a proper distance, like a personal bubble, they don't sleep on each others beds anymore, they don't shower together like they used to, they don't hug each other anymore, but they still do things together like eating, playing, studying and going out on vacation with their families. That's why he's surprised that he wanted to sleep beside him. Xiumin has nightmares when his room is dark, he used to stay up all night for him when they were kids, singing him songs until he fell asleep in his arms. It has been 7 years since then. Deep inside, he missed him.
"Come on lay down. I'll sing you a song. Sounds good, yeah?" when he lay there comfortably, Jongdae pulled the blankets up on his chin. He missed tucking him like this.
Arm on his head, he looked at him "So, what do you want me to sing to you tonight?" Xiumin shuffled from his side, facing him with the same...
"H-huh? Why? Still having nightmares?" he sat down and beckoned him to come forth. Xiumin sits on the side of his bed.
He just nodded, he knows Xiumin from pre-school days. They grew up together, but when they turned 16, they had a proper distance, like a personal bubble, they don't sleep on each others beds anymore, they don't shower together like they used to, they don't hug each other anymore, but they still do things together like eating, playing, studying and going out on vacation with their families. That's why he's surprised that he wanted to sleep beside him. Xiumin has nightmares when his room is dark, he used to stay up all night for him when they were kids, singing him songs until he fell asleep in his arms. It has been 7 years since then. Deep inside, he missed him.
"Come on lay down. I'll sing you a song. Sounds good, yeah?" when he lay there comfortably, Jongdae pulled the blankets up on his chin. He missed tucking him like this.
Arm on his head, he looked at him "So, what do you want me to sing to you tonight?" Xiumin shuffled from his side, facing him with the same...