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Emotional Bond

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Jisung curiously watched as Minho gunned Changbin down for holding Felix. It was protective, and somehow even he could tell it pissed the older off in some form. His death glare nearly challenging Changbin. He couldn't tell who was more intimidated. The narrowed eyes when we both walked into the kitchen looked like he could attack at any given moment.

"Minho, its fine..." Jisung carefully whisper quickly intervening pulling his room mate away.

"No, it's not fine. It's not okay... And stop using Minho. You have no rights to that name..." Minho barked out clearly annoyed.

Jisung slightly flinched at the aggression. He let Minho's name slip unintentionally. It just rolled off his tongue better than Lee Know. He really thought they were getting somewhere.

"Nothing is wrong resting his head on something more—" Jisung paused his words afraid that teasing will only get the older more worked up. intimacy has been a hard concept for some people in this bunker. they are all naturally drawn to it. Jisung needs it for comfort, Changbin being him, does it for the hell of it, he has no reason to not have cuddles. Chan is the same. but with Felix, who seems to only crave it from everyone and Minho who absolutely hates the skin ship have struggled. it honestly pained Jisung seeing Minho's reaction. every subtle move, every touch tenses the older and sends a guard so high up over his heart it hurts. Jisung dragged Minho out of the kitchen through the doors of the house. he didn't want to watch Felix who seemed genuinely happy in Changbin's arms make his own heart ache for Minho whose eyes only seemed to cloud with pain anguish that seemed to settle into the mind of the older. he didn't want him to hurt from a broken heart. Jisung knew Minho has always been the one to protect his brother, but he can't protect him from everything.

No matter how hard he tries.

With no specific destination in mind Jisung continued walking down the quiet street. Only with the wind and birds chirping were their songs. A calm bliss. Nothing being said as the two walked. Minho's lost yet calm expression watching his surroundings. Jisungs careless free mind with no one judging him.

"Can you let go yet?" Minho complained quietly to the younger, a first since leaving the house. it took the midnight haired male a moment to think of what Minho meant when his eyes set on their hands. there was no sense in Minho feeling like he had to guard himself. it was as if he was teasingly toying with the younger. the Second time outside today and the calming breeze was nice. Jisung only held on tighter. his gaze looking towards the older trying to see any sort of scared reaction. yet nothing. neither wanted to actually let go yet. It wasn't that Minho didn't like it, but he was scared of it. Jisung loved the feeling of his hand in his own.

It felt right but never in a million years.

"Do you really want me to let go Minho?" Jisung slyly smirked. he could see the challenge flare through Minho's own dark eyes a small expression waivered. within seconds it was gone. something changed.

"Not yet..." Minho shyly mumbled. Jisung watched his face turn crimson, something he didn't think the older himself realised happened. So Jisung too tried hiding his face as well swallowing hard.

"You like holding my hand? Don't you?" Jisung hesitantly teased. Minho's grip tightened on Jisungs small fingers as he watched him from the corner of his eye. It seemed fun to tease him just a bit. They were just entering a park that had flowers arranged intricately. Several brick walls littered the pathways as well. A few gazebos spread across the fields. foliage, turning into reds, oranges, yellow hues. the warmth that basked the trees, a new season arriving. Some would say its the first sight. something attracted people to the seasonal change. whether it was the beauty of nature taking its turns, or whether the colors just made someone feel cozy. where blossoms used to reside, had fallen months ago letting the greenery take its place, now was falls turn.