Something Tells Me You're Not Human | MinSung

Fifteen

“Jisung?”

"Hi."

Minho rushed to hug Jisung; tears started streaming down his face as he finally got to feel his body once again. It was real, he was real. It's not a pigment of his imagination.

"How did you get here?!"

"Long story short, New brought me here."

"New? Ho-"

Minho was cut off with Jisung pulling him into a kiss. He wrapped his hands around his waist and kissed him back. It felt different, but it felt right. If they could freeze a moment in time, this would be the perfect one for them.

They slowly broke off the kiss to catch their breaths. Minho also wiped the tears away from his eyes. He let out a soft chuckle when Jisung gave him a sarcastic look.

"Don't look at me like that. I missed you."

"I'm so sorry, Minho. I should've listened to you. I never meant those things, I love you. More than anything, anyone. I may have loved you even more than I love music itself. I was stupid. I love you. I'm telling you the truth."

Now it was Jisung's turn to cry. He buried his face on the crook of Minho's necks as he continued to let out his sobs. Minho pulled his body closer to him and locked him in an embrace.

"I love you too, Jisung."

Jisung pulled away from the hug and looked at Minho's longing eyes. He caressed Minho's cheeks before landing a peck on his lips.

"Minho, I love you...but I don't want you giving up your life for me."

Minho slowly removed Jisung's hands from his face. "Jisung...please don't tell me you traveled all the way here just so you could leave me again."

"I'm sorry...."

Minho completely let go of Jisung's hands and stepped back a few times to create a distance between them. He was too overwhelmed with his presence that he assumed he was there to reconcile and make things right...for the both of them.

"Minho, you have to understand! I'm doing this for the both of us! How can you leave your perfect life for a mere human like me? You got all these powers and you're just gonna lose them for me? I don't want that! Besides, I don't know what I can offer you when we get back there. I'm struggling, too. I don't know if I'll be able to take care of you if I take you with me."

"Then how can you assume that my life is perfect if you're not there, Jisung? How?!"

Jisung fell silent.

"Tell me, Jisung. How? How do you think my life would go living in a world where no one but me knows about love? No one else here could reciprocate my feelings! Except you...

You taught me how to love and feel love, and love taught me so much more. Yes, it may be the sole reason why your world hasn't progressed as much as the others, but it also makes everything...real. When I came back, I saw my world full of pretense. No jealousy, no wrath, no sadness, no ecstasy, no love. Just, all neutral feelings thrown here and there.

I don't want that. I want to feel more than that. But most importantly, I want you. I want to be by your side again."

"Minho, don't make this harder for the two of us, from the beginning...", Jisung started sobbing, "from the beginning, it was never going to work."

"You were never going to make it work." Minho replied.

He wished he was deaf. He wished he was numb. He couldn't bear to feel the pain from Jisung's words.