A very short fic: Home
Title: Home
Pair: PIN
Word count: 337
A/N: Depressed from workload, classmates, & some problems, so I wrote this.
Skipped work today ‘coz I can’t take it anymore
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It was late at night when Jin came back to his apartment. He was so tired, and stress. He didn’t really know what went wrong today, why everything was such a mess.
When he got inside, Jin noticed the familiar shoes.
‘He’s here without telling me again.’
Jin turned the light on but not found the uninvited-but-always-welcome-guest in the living room or the kitchen.
‘Asleep already?’
Jin, then slowly and carefully tried to not making any sound as he opened the door of his bedroom to find a figure asleep on his bed with his back faced Jin.
Jin walked closer to the bed and observed that person for a few seconds.
Seeing that person was sound asleep, Jin carefully lift the blanket and slide in behind the sleeping figure, tried not to wake him. Then Jin placed his arm around the other’s waist, held him close to his chest.
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Yamapi woke up when he felt something wrapped itself around his waist. Startled, he tried to turn around. But then he heard Jin’s voice.
“Ssshh…..it’s me”
Yamapi relaxed and tried to turnaround again to look at Jin, but Jin didn’t let him and tighten his hold around Yamapi’s waist.
“What’s wrong, Jin?”
Yamapi placed his hand over Jin and intertwined their fingers together.
“Nothing, just go back to sleep.”
“Come on, tell me what’s wrong?” Yamapi said while trying real hard to keep his eyes opened.
“…..I’ll tell you tomorrow ok? It’s very late. Go back to sleep Pi.”
“…...okay…but you have to tell me first thing in the morning…………night, Jin….”
With that Yamapi settled and fell back asleep again within seconds.
Their fingers still intertwined.
‘Whatever happened to me, you somehow make it better just by being near me, Pi. You always do.’
Lying like this together, Jin felt like all of the troubles seem so far away.
Burying his nose in Yamapi’s hair, Jin closed his eyes. His last thought before he went into sleep was ‘This feels like home, you’re my home.’
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The End