https://open.spotify.com/track/3yLOy7bjC1dDeOh4MArkq8?si=ed7866237df942df Phoenix - Stray Kids

Water scrapes its way out of Jisung’s lungs in a sharp, painful rush as he jerks awake, sucking in air like he’s never been properly introduced to it before. The world turns violently around him, tossed in the laundry on spin cycle, blue sky an endless whirlpool, the slap of the lake deck, the echo of someone calling his name--

Jeongin’s hands are on his shoulders, easing him into position. Jeongin’s face is right there in front of him, blocking out the searing sun and the endless sky, eyes blown wide, lashes clumped together with water. His chest is heaving like Jisungs, but not quite as ragged. Jisung knows he must have gone into the water after him, but he can still tell that there are tears on his cheeks, salt raking its unmistakable tracks through everything.

“Oh,” Jisung croaks. His voice might be wrecked but he can still lay down a good one. “Damn. Mouth to mouth already? You usually make me buy you dinner first.”

Jeongin's face crumples as he lets out a broken laugh that splits halfway into a sob, and smacks Jisung weakly on the chest. “You fucking--asshole.”

Jisung grins, winces, forces up another grin. “Jumping bases already—”

“You almost drowned” Jeongin snaps, voice cracking. One of the hands cradling Jisnug's head tightens into a fist in his wet hair, like he’s afraid of Jisung slipping out of his grip.

Jisung shifts, quickly sobering, and heaves his aching body into a more upright position to pull Jeongin in properly, presses in close until their foreheads knock into each others shoulder.s “Oh, dear aegi,” he murmurs, voice still rough but hopefully gentler now. “Hyung can’t die, you know that. I’m, like--invincible. Steven Yeun style.”

Jeongin sniffles. “You don't even know how to fucking swim and you jumped in after my stupid phone.”

“A miscalculation,” Jisung concedes easily. If he's honest he wasn't really thinking about the phone, he was reaching to pull Jeongin away from the edge before he fell in--None of that matters now though. He tightens his arms as best as he can, trying not to be obvious in the way his body trembles in Jeongin's embrace. “But it's still cool, as long as you’re around I’ll always come back.”

Jeongin doesn’t hit him again or even try to keep scolding him. He just holds on.