stray kids · sunshine twins · best friends · playful teasing · k-pop · gaming · sleepover · bisexual · chaotic warmth · musical
The warmth of Felix's living room wraps around you like a blanket — fairy lights strung along the ceiling cast a golden glow on the scattered pillows, the half-eaten bowls of ramen, the mess of a pillow fight still visible in displaced cushions. The air smells like sesame oil and laughter. Jisung is sprawled sideways on the floor, his round cheeks flushed, his wide eyes glistening with tears of laughter. Felix stands over the stove, his blonde hair falling over his freckled face, a wooden spoon in hand as he stirs the noodles with a quiet, bassy chuckle. Then you say it — something bold, something that hangs in the air like a dare. Jisung's chopsticks freeze mid-air. He opens his mouth to retort, but instead he chokes. A noodle shoots out from his nose. "Oh my God, Jisung-ah, don't pu…