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bbulmeintea · 3 years

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That Night.

Romantic Pairings: Lee Minho x Han Jisung (mentioned briefly).

Platonic Pairings: Hwang Hyunjin & Han Jisung (brothers).

Genre: Comfort // Late Night Convos.

Warnings: 13+, Brief Anxiety within Jisung.

Contains: Anxious Jisung, Mentioned Dysfunctional Family.

Word Count: 1,181 words (according to A03).

Summary: “If you ever want Seo Jisung to do something for you, like change the smoke alarm, get the groceries out of the car, or wash your clothes, don't expect him to do it for free. However, if you're Jisung's older brother, Hyunjin, don't even bother asking.”

A/N: “Disclaimer! This is a fanfiction meaning it is a work of fiction and not intended to be imitated, offensive, or impose danger on anyone, including those involved in the following story. Thank you for reading!”

Alternative: AO3.

If you ever want Jisung to do something for you, like change the smoke alarm, get the groceries out of the car, or wash your clothes, don't expect him to do it for free. However, if you're Jisung's older brother, Hyunjin, don't even bother asking.

" Baby bro?" If Jisung were smart, he'd keep his mouth shut and ignore the nonsense pouring out of the blonde's mouth. "Can I ask you for something?"

Yet, the younger always proved himself to be dumb each time. "Go to sleep, Hyunjin, dad's coming home late tonight, and if he sees we're still awake, he'll kill us."

Even in the darkness that surrounded the two boys, even in the bunk beds that kept them apart, Jisung rolled his eyes knowing Hyujin couldn't and wouldn't stay quiet. Maybe it was because he knew Jisung hadn't fallen asleep yet, or even worse, he knew Jisung wasn't sleeping for a reason.

"Yet, you're still awake," He said.

Jisung replied, not even thinking of the words flying out of his mouth. "That's because you won't shut up."

"Or because you won't let me ask you for something," Hyunjin added.

The brunette grumbled. "You're older! What could you possibly need from me?"

They were only months apart, but Jisung could swear they were lightyears added between them. Starting from the way Hyunjin's body outgrew their bunk beds and ending in the way Hyunjin captured the hearts of his peers with a single look. Including Jisung's crush, Minho.

"Oh, I don't fucking know! Be my brother?" The blonde dramatically huffed. "You know! My only brother that I have in the whole world!"

Jisung shut his eyes, "and? Find another one, drama queen."

"How dare you!" Hyunjin gasped as if he gotten shot or found out some life-changing family secret. "I am not a drama queen! I- I'm just a good actor!"

"An actor that needs to stop acting."

Another thing that seemed to add space between them, acting. Jisung never found himself lying through his teeth with a pretty smile for no reason. However, Hyunjin made it his hobby to lie about everything that didn't fit his perfectly crafted persona. Such as having two loving parents who cooked meals every night and are totally not in a messy divorce. Or, perhaps, being on the selective honor roll list and dating the hottest cheerleader in school.

"So, can I ask you or not?" He questioned, popping his head under the bunk to glimpse at the brunette.

Jisung sighed, opening his eyes. "Whatever makes you shut up."

"Great!" Hyunjin replied while seamlessly hopping into the younger's bed. "I knew you were worth not sending away as a baby."

"Sending away? We're like four or five months apart, dude." Jisung glared.

He smirked, "Ah! I was a smart five-month-old, you see."

Even in the darkness of their bedroom, Jisung could make out his older brother's cocky smirk and raised eyebrow as if those petty white lies somehow embraced him. Odd. The brunette found it odd, but the past year has also been like an uncanny valley picture, somewhat real and somewhat fake.

"Are you going to tell me or not?"

"Promise not to tell anyone, like anyone?" Hyunjin held out his pinky.

Most would raise an eyebrow, but Jisung crossed their pinkies. "Like the time you begged me not to tell dad you crashed at Jenny's and pissed her grandpa off?"

"Mm. I can't help that she wanted me to braid her hair." He shrugged, releasing their pinkies.

Jisung added. "Until her grandpa nearly killed you and threatened to call dad or god forbid, mom."

"He threatened to kill Jenny’s boyfriend, but yeah." Hyunjin corrected.

He grimaced. "That she doesn't know she has- Great. Totally not creepy or whatever, but continue."

“Continuing!” The blonde scoffed out a chuckle, twirling his small ponytail. “I was wondering…”

Jisung blurted. “Can you tell me instead of wondering?”

“Canyoutelldaddyyoucrashedthecarstudyingorlikeatjacksonspartywithmebecauseotherwiseithinkhekillmightjustmehahahhahakthanks-”

Jisung groaned. "Jinnie, don't tell me... You just said-"

"Yeah." Hyunjin shrugged. "Tell daddy you wrecked the car, you know because you're his favorite and all."

"Favorite!? He gave you a car!"

"So...? He gives you allowance."

"To take care of you, idiot."

"Still. Please, for your dearest older brother, please."

Jisung shut his eyes to avoid Hyunjin's pleading looks. If it weren't for their physical differences and the fact Hyunjin even has a car to wreck, Jisung could've sworn he was older than the irresponsible drama queen resting beside him. However, his older brother might need help... Big time.

"Fine!" His eyes popped open as Hyunjin engulfed him in a warm hug. "I'll help you, but you have to promise me something, okay?"

"Anything!" Jisung’s smirk was well hidden in the darkness of the two teens' bedroom. "Whatever keeps daddy off my back."

"You'll..." Jisung's breathing halted. "Set me up with Minho...?"

Hyunjin released the younger from his grip. "With Minho? Lee Minho? That guy on my debate team?"

"Yeah, that guy."

Silence so thick, silence so dry, silence so thick and dry hadn't consumed Hyunjin and Jisung's room since the announcement of their parent's separation, but even then, it was full of tears and hugs. Right now, none of that was present, which left not only awkward silence but racing thoughts in the brunette's mind. Was his older brother surprised to the point he went silent? Or was he so disappointed he'd rather keep his mouth shut?

Honestly, both thoughts sent Jisung spiraling on the inside and maybe outside too.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Even in the dark, Hyunjin saw how Jisung's lip quivered as he held back tears. "Jisung..."

Hyunjin filled the air with a constant flow of words, yet nothing changed. "Jisung. Ji? Talk to me."

If silence could be thick and dry, then tears were a tsunami of emotions that overwhelmed them both in various ways. Hyunjin was never the best at catching Jisung's small triggers, which he couldn't help, but envy his absent mother for, although gone on a trip to Australia, she always knew how to calm him. Hell, she knew everything about him and might've caught onto the younger's crush on Minho first. Mrs. Seo- I mean, Ms. Hwang probably wouldn't be in such a situation, she was gentle, and maybe, Hyunjin just wasn't.

"Hey, I'm sorry-" Still, the blonde knew how to apologize, unlike Ms. Hwang, who never seemed to. "I'm sorry, I don't know what the hell I'm doing or what I should be saying. Mother always knew what to say. Me? Not so much."

Jisung let out a small scoff. "Now, that woman's a good actor. Too good."

"Yeah..." Hyunjin's voice trailed. "So, wanna do that tv sitcom thing where we open up and hug?"

Jisung replied. "Twice in one night? No way!"

"Thank gosh."

If you ever want Jisung to do something for you, like change the smoke alarm, get the groceries out of the car or wash your clothes, don't expect him to do it for free. However, if you're Jisung's older brother, Hyunjin, don't make Jisung question himself. It's something his mother was too good at doing.

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