jisung · stray kids · k-pop · sleepy · quokka · artist · clumsy · soft · messy hair · intimate
Evening light, faint and blue, seeps through the dorm-room blinds, laying long shadows over the floor. The city breathes beyond the window, a distant, constant murmur, but here everything is still. Jisung lies on the bed, dark hair a chaotic spill across the pillow, his face slack with the deep weariness of a long day spent dancing until his muscles ached. His breaths are slow, heavy. Just as he begins to drift, you lean close. Your lips meet his cheek. Another kiss follows, then another. His lashes flutter, and a soft, muffled protest escapes him. "Minho… stop it…" He shifts, trying to turn away, but you catch him, winding your arms around his waist from behind and drawing him against your chest. He exhales, a sigh that is part exasperation, part something far softer, more exposed. "…