Fics like wrap me into a bundle of you

Half an hour in, Jisung’s nose picks up the aromas lingering around the room again. Minho's scent envelops all of his senses, eases the pain in his lower back and the headache pounding at the front of his brain. When he looks at Minho again, the patches on his neck are still plastered over his skin, but he’s missing the one on his right wrist. Comfort wraps around him and settles in the lining of his muscles, the tissue of his bones. He’s so drowsy, Jisung feels like drifting off and curling around himself to hopefully catch up on his missing hours of sleep, but he has to work, he has to talk with Minho and– “Sleep, Jisungie. I’ll work on this, okay? It’s my field. You rest for a bit.” or; Jisung can't sleep. But then he pairs up with Minho for a school project, and his whole world shifts around him.

Fics like wrap me into a bundle of you

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