Content (Jonglo)

Jongup sighed tiredly as he slid to the floor beside his best friend, Junhong. They had just finished dancing, dancing not practicing as they were here in the practice room for fun. The two had been here for a few hours, dancing and goofing off by themselves. 

Now they were just tired. Junhong had his knees pulled up against his chest, arms wrapped around them, his back against the mirror. Both of the boys hair was matted with sweat, their chests rising and falling rapidly, but steadying slowly. Jongup almost jumped in surprise when he felt weight settle on his shoulder, 

The dancer turned his head and was met with the peaceful face of the happy, albeit tired maknae. Junhong's breath was coming out in short puffs, his chest rising minutely with each intake of breath. Jongup honestly didn't have the heart to wake him. 

So Jongup let him sleep, shifting slightly so that Juhong was even more curled up against him, smiling into the younger's hair.

Jongup fell asleep because he was tired. His slumber was just better because Junhong was there-in his arms, in his mind, and in his heart.

What the hell did  Ijust write?? xD Srsly, its 4 in the morning and I don't even know. lol This happend because I can't sleep. So I hope you at least enjoyed Jonglo ramblings.