This is based off of this post that reads: Who in your OTP asks the weird questions in the middle of the night and who hits the other in the face with a pillow
Jongtae, 800 words.
Taemin collapsed on his bed, exhausted from the busy day. He felt himself drifting in and out of sleep when he heard the door creak open. Jonghyun slipped into the room, dropping his bag before stripping and jumping onto his bed. Once the sound finally settled, he found himself back in that ambiguous place where he could easily be awake, or dreaming. He imagined he was in the practice room, learning how to sing with Jinki when he was younger when he was pulled out of his dream.
“Taem.. Hey Taemin,” Jonghyun whispered, “Taeminnie.”
Taemin groaned, “what do you want.”
“Where do you think humans came from?” Jonghyun asked innocently.
The debilitating sleepiness was the only thing keeping Taemin from chucking a pillow across the room at his obnoxious roommate. Taemin rolled to his opposite side in order to see Jonghyun fully. “God,” he breathed out as he settled his into the new position.
He took a glance at Jonghyun, and noticed the older looked very serious, “Well, I was reading this theory online, and someone suggested that we actually came from outer space, like we’re aliens, and our ship crashing on earth is what killed the dinosaurs.” Jonghyun yawned, “isn’t that fascinating?”
“Hm,” Taemin grunted, before he pulled the covers over his head.
“Sorry, I’ll let you sleep,” He heard Jonghyun adjust around his covers. Once the sound stopped, Taemin was satisfied.
Taemin lay there in the darkness, trying to sleep. He closed his eyes but his head was thinking about what Jonghyun had said. The theory was great, but there was something that didn’t line up just right. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, frustrated with the situation.
Just as Jonghyun was on the brink of sleep, Taemin spoke up. “But that doesn’t make sense.”
Jonghyun squeezed his eyes, irritated, before opening them, “How?”
“Wasn’t the oldest evidence of human life found in Asia? And don’t we think that the meteor that ended the dinosaurs was in central America?”
Jonghyun rolled over and propped himself up on his elbow, “Well no. Pangea, first of all, and second of all, monkeys. Monkey’s were the aliens, and I’m sure there were monkey’s in America, right?”
Taemin thought about it for a second, “No! dinosaurs weren’t around during Pangea, that was ancient stuff.”
“Dinosaurs are ancient stuff Taemin,” Jonghyun sarcastically retorted, but he grabbed his phone from his bedside table, just to check. He squinted as the bright light filled his vision, before typing his question into google, “Here, ‘Palaeontologists now have evidence that dinosaurs lived on all of the continents. At the beginning of the age of dinosaurs (during the Triassic Period, about 230 million years ago) the continents we now know were arranged together as a single supercontinent called Pangea. During the 165 million years of dinosaur existence this supercontinent slowly broke apart. Its pieces then spread across the globe into a nearly modern arrangement by a process called plate tectonics. Volcanoes, earthquakes, mountains’ blah blah blah, See?”
“Let me see that,” Taemin got out of his bed and padded across the room, his bare feet shuffling across their messy floor. He arrived at Jonghyun’s bed and poked the older, “Scooch over.”
“What? No! Taemin, I’ll just send you the link.”
“This is easier!” the younger replied before crossing his arms over his bare chest, “And I’m cold anyway.”
“That’s because you’re practically naked.”
“I am naked hyung,” Taemin informed him before pushing at his side again.
Jonghyun looked down and noticed a very naked crotch at his eye level. “Taemin! Go put pants on! Or underwear at least.”
Taemin groaned, “But that’s all the way over there, and I’m already here.”
Jonghyun rolled his eyes, “Fine.” Taemin slid under the sheets, sharing Jonghyun’s tiny bed. “At least one of us is somewhatly clothed,” Jonghyun whispered, annoyed.
The two lay side by side, reading article after article that sometimes proved but mostly disproved Jonghyun’s theory. They avidly chatted until they ended up on a completely different subject.
Around 3 am, Taemin finally felt like sleeping. He curled into Jonghyun’s side. Jonghyun blushed, not expecting to feel the naked man on his side, but he smiled and brought his arm around Taemin’s shoulder, hoping to help keep his bare shoulders warm. Taemin brought his head up and kissed Jonghyun’s cheek.
Jonghyun looked down at the mop of hair that was at his shoulder, “For what?”
“For not kicking me out,” Taemin smiled and nuzzled into the space between Jonghyun’s shoulder and neck, “It’s lonely all the way over there, and you’re warm.”
Jonghyun pet Taemin’s head until the younger fell asleep to the rhythm of Jonghyun’s breathing. The rise and fall of his chest relaxing in it’s own way.