You struggled slightly as the weight fro the bags weighed down on your arm. You opened the door with your hands full of food for your best friend, Jisung. “Hey, Jisung,” You greeted. “ I got you some dinner.” You said as you closed the studio door behind you.
Jisung turned around in his chair as a smile was plastered on his face. You placed the bags down on the table before peeling off the plastic left to show him the food. “I also got you some coffee as well as some dessert.” You finished off with a smile, looking up at him pleased to see his reaction.
“Thanks, (y/n), you’re the best!” Jisung beamed as he took the utensils into his hands. Your smile widened, even more, seeing how excited he was about his meal.
“So, how long are you going to stay here?” You asked as you leaned back in your chair to watch Jisung enjoy his meal.
Jisung shrugged his shoulders without taking his eyes off of his food. ”Until I finish this project.”
You could only nod your head at the new information you just received. “Can I stay with you?” You then suggested with a smile.
“Of course, you can help me with it!” Jisung beamed.
“Help? I don’t know how to write lyrics.” You said with wide eyes causing Jisung to chuckle slightly at your reaction.
“You don’t have to help me write,” Jisung said, chuckling still. “You can help me with ideas, like inspiration and stuff.”
“And how am I going to help you with that?” You asked as you crossed your arms.
Jisung shrugged his shoulders as he looked around his studio. “Just be yourself.” He said, smiling cutely.
You only nodded your head with a smile in response. “Eat your food,” You said gesturing at the take out boxes. “It’s going to get cold.”
“You’re not going to eat?” He asked, looking up at you from his plastic box. You immediately shook your head in response. “I already ate, these are all for you.” You said as gestured for him to continue with his meal.
“No,” Jisung said as he picked up a dumpling. “At least have one.” He held the dumpling up to your mouth, waiting for you to take the first bite. You shook your head as your eyes stayed on the dumpling. You pushed his hand slightly away from you. “Eat it.” He said, holding the dumpling up to your mouth again. You shook your head once more, pushing his hand away. “Open,” Your eyes shifted between the dumpling in front of you and Jisung. “Open,” He repeated.
“Fine.” You mumbled before opening up like asked.
After Jisung finished his meal, he continued to work on his project while you stayed on the couch scrolling through your phone. With nothing much to do in the studio, you slowly started to nod off on the couch behind Jisung. Seeing how peaceful you were, Jisung left you alone as he continued to work on his project.
Hours passed and you were still asleep on the couch. Jisung noticed it was getting late. He scooted next to you before poking your side slightly. He continued to poke you until you responded to his touch.
Your face immediately scrunched up due to the light from above. “Go home, ugly, it’s late.” Jisung said as he pinched your nose slightly.
“Late? What time is it?” You asked as you pushed yourself up from the couch.
“It’s almost 11:30.” Jisung said looking behind him at his digital clock. He scooted his way over to his equipment and laptop. “By the time you get home, it’s going to be midnight.”
You quickly gathered your items in fear of missing the last bus. “You coming with?” You asked as you stood over him, trying to get a glimpse of what he was working on. Before you could even make out the first word, Jisung closed out his tab.
“No, I still have a lot to do, you go home first.” Jisung responded looking up at you.
“Are you sure?” You asked getting a nod from him. “Alright,” You said as you made your way over to the door. “Don’t overwork yourself.” Jisung hummed in response.
“Call me when you get home.” Jisung said as you opened the door. You hummed in response with a smile before shutting the door behind you.
You just finished preparing for bed when you heard your phone ringing loudly from your desk. You looked at the caller ID to see Chan’s name. Your brows furrowed, perplexed to why he was calling so late. “Hello?” You greeted.
“Hey, (y/n)?” Chan responded. You hummed in response just as you sat back down on your bed. “Can you please check on Jisung for me? He locked himself in his studio. You’re the only one who has the key.” Chan explained.
Hearing how worried Chan was got you anxious. “Did something happen? He seemed fine when I called him.” You pointed out.
“He locked himself in there for over 36 hours, he hasn’t come out and I’m getting worried.” Chan pointed out.
“A-alright, I’ll go check on him.” You said as you slipped on your sneakers.
“Thank you.” Chan said in relief.
“I’ll call you later, okay?” You said getting a hum from Chan. You quickly threw on your hoodie before booking it out the door, grabbing your keys and wallet on the way out.
Once you were in front of his studio door, you could hear music playing loudly. You quickly unlocked the door to see Jisung hunched over in his chair. “Jisung?” You called out for him as you made your way over to him. Jisung immediately hummed in response at the sound of his name.
He remained focused on his screen, not responding much but a hum or a nod. “Jisung,” You said as you placed your hand on his shoulder. “How long have you been up?” You asked once you looked into his worn out eyes.
His eyelids were hung low but you could see him making an effort to keep his eyes open. “42 hours!” Jisung beamed, smiling tiredly back at you.
“Jisung!” You scolded. “You need to sleep, come on,” You said trying your best to get Jisung up from his chair.
Jisung shook his head before pushing himself back down on the chair. “Not until I finish this project, it’s for (y/n),” Jisung said giggling slightly to himself. “But don’t tell her.” He held his pointer finger up to his lips in a hushing motion.
“Are you okay? You sound drunk, did you drink something?” You immediately asked, seeing the way he as responding.
He shook his head once again before holding up an empty cup from the side. “Straight up coffee!” He exclaimed.
You let out a sigh before responding, “Come on, you need to go home and sleep.” You tried your best to pull Jisung up from his chair again.
“Have I told you that you’re beautiful? Like BEAUTIFUL?” Jisung asked emphasizing the last word with his eyes.
“Yes, Jisung, you’ve told me many times.” You said playing along with his games.
“Really?” He asked, sounding quite surprised. You hummed in response kicking the door closed behind you. “Then have I ever told you that I like you?” He then asked. You hummed in response as you nodded your head unknowingly, not really understanding what he just said.
“Of course, you like me, I like you.” You said before hitting the button for the elevator.
“No,” Jisung protested, looking at you with his sleepy eyes. “I like you, a lot.” Without even giving you a second to process what he had just said, he continued. “And not as best friends too.” He said with a smile. “I like you, like you. AAAAA LOT.” He emphasized with his hands.
“Are you sure, it’s only 42 hours? You’re starting to hallucinate. You’re saying some weird things.” You said trying to brush off what he said was due to his lack of sleep. Before he could say anything else, you immediately shushed him. You carefully guided him into the taxi. “You’re tired,” You said as you pushed his head down onto your shoulder. “Rest here until we’re home.” You said.
Jisung mumbled an okay as his tiredness started to catch up with him. During the duration in the car, everything was completely silent. Nothing could be heard but the sound from cars speeding by. The silence pushed you into thinking about what he said before.
The scene from earlier replayed in your head over and over. "I like you, like you." You repeated to yourself quietly. There's no way. He's probably just saying nonsense. He's tired, he hasn't slept in almost two days. Yeah... He probably didn't even mean it...
Once both of you arrived at Jisung's building, you slowly and carefully guided his body out the car and up to the ninth floor. "We're almost home." You said quietly looking over at Jisung who was leaning on you for support. You carefully set him on his bed before throwing his blanket over his body. You sat down near his bed as your thoughts began to fill your mind once again.
What would you do when he wakes up?
A/N: lol i don’t know how to end this. like i have an idea, but difficult to write. lol sorry...? i can try if yall want it tho