Jisung lives life as a normal boy for the first 17 years of his life, or so he thought.
When the young boy turns 18 he discovers his new-found ability and what comes with it.
Or should I say, who ?
[lower case intended, some mature language]
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minho immediately sat up, waving his hands, "i-it's not what it looks like-" jisung made a concerned face and whisper yelled back, "what the fuck does that mean? what? did a cat magically scratch you in a perfect straight line with one nail?"
minho looked down at his hands, he was disappointed in himself. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to disappoint you.."
jisung looked at his face frantically, he wasn't mad.
he was scared.
"m-minho i-" the blond interrupted himself by throwing his arms around the boy.
minho tried to stay strong, but quickly broke down in jisung's arms. "hey hey, it's okay, i'm not mad." the younger tried to comfort the older by rubbing his hands on minho's back.
but minho kept crying, he kept repeating the same thing, "im sorry, im sorry, im sorry."
jisung pulled away and cupped minho's face in his hands. "baby, take a deep breath, i'm right here."
"i'm so sorry." at this point, the brunette was literally shaking, his breath was rapid, making him panic, making everything worse.
jisung tried figuring out what to do to help, until it hit him.
he swiftly pressed his lips onto minho's, keeping them there for a good few seconds.
once he pulled away, minho had calmed down significantly. jisung smiled softly at him.
"i read somewhere that to stop a panic attack, you should hold your breath. so.. when i kissed you, you held your breath.."
minho was astonished."how is he so smart?"jisung giggled and shrugged.
his smile faded a little as the concerned look creeped back to his face. "baby, why? i'm not angry or disappointed, i just want to know, why? you looked like you were doing okay.."
minho took a deep breath. he knew he had to open up to someone at some point. he couldn't keep this bottled up for the rest of his life. jisung's calm and soothing voice was inviting, not forceful. he sighed and started speaking.
"i-i promised myself i wouldn't do it again.. but i guess i did" he fiddled with his fingers, trying to find the correct words. "when?"
"things at home aren't good.. shit changed last night and i-i didn't know- i don't- i panicked."
jisung placed a hand on minho's thigh, acknowledging how difficult it must be to talk about.
"i couldn't block them out jisung... the thoughts.. constantly telling me i'm useless, i'm worth nothing, i'll never love anyone, no one will ever love me.. i just couldn't take it anymore.. my mom came in and saw me sobbing, she just left and turned around like i was nothing. it was my only option..i'm sorry."
jisung shed a tear at his words, he lifted minho's face with his index, making him look into his eyes.
"lee minho, stop apologising. i love you. more than anything, and i'll never leave you. ever." minho pulled him into a hug. "t-thank you. so much."
jisung moves back a bit and pecks minho's lips once more. "and stop thanking me. i didn't mean to fall in love with you, you're just so you, that i did."
the brunette simply nodded, a sheepish smile on his lips. "let's sleep now." jisung nodded, placing his head and arm on minho's chest.
"i love you."
"i love you too."
______ hehe if you got the reference in this chapter, you're elite. here, have a star 🌟.
