Jisoo groans as his alarm clock rings out its shrill tune, the one that he hates the most. With a tired hand, he fumbles off the button until blessed silence prevails- A moment of blissful calm, only to be interrupted by the faint sound of birdsong filtering in through his open window. 

Jisoo sighs, yearning for just a few more minutes of sleep. But alas, duty calls.

Rising from his bed, Jisoo rubs his eyes and stretches his lanky frame. It is then that he catches a glimpse of his brother, Mingyu, standing at the foot of his bed with a teasing, yet affectionate grin. A smile tugs at the corners of Jisoo's lips but there's no way that it is real. The elder sibling looks at his brother as he lazily slumps back into the bed again, eyes b with amusement.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," A voice makes Jisoo twitch in his sleep. His dreams are too loud at times. About almost all night of volunteer work, all he needed was a peaceful nap. Is that too much to ask for?

"Morning," Jisoo mumbles anyways, arms still above his head, sleepy and dazed. Mingyu observes him carefully, admiring the way his baby brother looks so adorable when he's tired. And isn't this just the perfect moment to remind Jisoo about something?

"You know, Jisoo-yah," Mingyu teases, "if you don't get up soon, you won't have any time for your make-up routine." Mingyu coos softly, reaching forward to ruffle Jisoo's dishevelled hair fondly. Jisoo instinctively leans closer to the touch. Mingyu smiles as he realizes that despite being in a half-asleep state, Jisoo knows where his comfort lies, and that adds to Mingyu's love for him.

His soft touch stirs Jisoo from his slumber, as he peers through bleary eyes and shakes off the remnants of sleep. Muddled with confusion and disbelief, Jisoo can't grasp the scene before him yet again. Is his brother standing before him, unscathed and real? His mind urges him to wake up - for dreams can't be this vivid.

Jisoo's state of grogginess fools him into thinking he is still dreaming. However, Mingyu's laughter rouses Jisoo and he clutches at the bedsheet, fighting back the haze that clouds his vision. Mingyu can't help but enjoy the sensation of his little brother's unruly hair between his fingertips, relishing in their reunion.

Gentle jests roll off Mingyu's lips as Jisoo's eyes widen at the sudden recognition. This isn't a dream - his brother has returned, after two long years of absence. Tears well up in his eyes, and he clings to Mingyu's touch to make sure it isn't a mirage.

"It's really you" He says softly, his voice barely above a whisper. 

"It's really me!" Mingyu coos at his brother, who looks just as happy as him upon seeing him.

His heart swells with affection as he watches Jisoo's tears of joy glisten in the morning light. His little brother is always precious to him, and he can't stop the tears from flowing down his cheeks too. 

Overwhelmed with emotion, Jisoo can't contain his excitement any longer and envelops Seokmin in a warm embrace, crying tears of relief and happiness. They lose themselves in the moment, savoring each other's warmth. 

Mingyu missed this so much.

He breathes in the scent of Jisoo- the sweet smell of strawberry th