"That boy was you Jisung. You remember that part don't you? And I know what you're thinking right now, no I'm not crazy even tho I know it does sound like it. I promise I'm not lying."
Minho averted his eyes to Jisung who was staring back at him with wide eyes.
It stayed quiet for a while until the younger one spoke up.
"Are you actually crazy?!" He said, staring at Minho in disbelief, completely ignoring what he said lastly.
"No, as unbelievable as it sounds. It's actually true." Minho looked right into Jisung's eyes, then radiating only honestly and a bit of hope.
"I- are you fucking crazy???? You climb through my window to talk to me, then we almost proceed to make out and then suddenly you tell me how lived in the 19th century without me knowing??" Jisung looked at Minho's face in disbelief. "How do you think I can simply just 'believe that it's true', Minho did you hit your head? Are you okay?"
"Jisung please, just think okay. Please."
Minho sounded pleasing and desperate. He just wanted Jisung to believe him -or at least not think he's entirely crazy.
Jisung stopped, staring down at his hands, sighing.
"Okay." He stated.
"I did have a friend when I was younger just like the story you just described... and I do remember the red shed or him having a stick in his hand while poking the ground..." he calmed down a bit, thinking about what the older had said to him just a moment ago.
He squinted his eyes a bit as he thought, them going wide a second later.
"Are you serious? Like you're not lying?" He looked Minho in the eye who looked back at him.
"Really. I promise." His eyes sparked hopefully. Jisung actually believed him!
"Alright... woah that's so cool!!!" The younger excitedly jumped up and down, his blue hair bouncing cutely.
"What about the purple spark tho, since the person you told this POV from just randomly disappeared after. It's because of that sparkle isn't it? And who even was that little boy. You or your friend must have known him then, or how did your friend know?" Jisung was as excited as a little kid in a candy store as he not-so-patiently waited for answers.
All the bad thoughts -about what Minho told him- seemed to have left Jisung's mind as he excitedly jumped on the bed next to Minho, his chin resting on his hands.
Minho almost chuckled at Jisung's obvious excitement. Almost.
"Just... watch out with being alone for the upcoming weeks okay? Always have at least one of your friends or family members around you when I'm not there alright?"
"Ehm... okay? But can I ask one more question pretty please~?" Jisung whined, almost completely pouting as he looked up at Minho from his position.
"Alright one question. But really just one."
Minho found it cute. Jisung looked so small and cute right now it almost hurt. Bringing an immerse smile to Minho's face as the younger thought.
"Okay got it."
He got up, sitting straight up in front of Minho.
"What's your sexuality." He asked with full confidence.
"Really...? That's what you're going for?" Minho frowned in disbelief. Out of every single thing in the world he could've asked he asked for that.
Jisung nodded his head. "You promised you'd answer, I'm sure." He said.
"I'm bisexual." He stated.
"Alright."
———
A/'
Nah I don't rl like this chapter but okay.
I'm supposed to study French rn but u can't cuz I'm stressing out too much and that's bcuz I need to study but I can't cuz I'm too stressed aaaghhhhhh
Edit: I had my French test and I probably fucked it up
Edit x 2: currently studying German help

YOU ARE READING
Yellow - in darkness can be found || Minsung fanfic🌻🍋
FanfictionHe wouldn't stop shivering to the point that his entire body was almost vibrating. Lips quivering and screams not even being able to leave his throat. "Please make it stop, it hurts." He sobbed in the other's arms. - Han Jisung and his best friend...