perfection
minho/jinki
g
jinki goes to minho's for a sleepover

♥

jinki is giggling non-stop, rolling around on minho's bed, managing to get himself caught in the blue blanket. "s-stop," he begs the younger boy who ignores his pleas and continues to tickle him mercilessly, laughing at his hyung's scrunched up face.

he's eighteen, and minho sixteen. jinki realises that they're way too old to be having a sleepover, way too old to be sharing a bed, way too old to be doing this but he could not resist minho when he was giving him that look, pleading to relive one of their middle school memories.

"minho-yah, s-seriously," jinki pants, breathless. "s-stop."

minho listens to him this time and halts, tumbling on top of jinki in a mess of awkward limbs and too tight of a space. they're too big to share one bed but jinki squeezes against minho, his face pressed against the crook of minho's neck and he tangles their legs until they find a suitable angle.

it's far from comfortable and far from perfect but jinki doesn't care because this feels completely right.