♡ HEART RACE 🏎 • MINSUNG

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Jisung rolled over in his bed his mind replaying the past few days over and over. The only thing his he could think of was Minho. Especially how the other had held him close at night and the present on valentines day. He couldn't help but feel stupid. Those kind of feelings hadn't come up in his life for a while. He didn't know what to do with them.

"Oh, I didn't know you were back."

Jisung turned his head toward the voice of his best friend. "I got back at five." It was currently seven in the morning now. Two hours he'd been laying in bed trying to understand what exactly to do with himself.

"So early?" Changbin asked, moving to set his stuff down by his bed.

"Mhm. Where'd you stay last night?"

"Felix's."

"Really?" Jisung sat up, eyes widening as the other side glanced at him.

"Yeah. Why?"

Jisung wasn't usually curious in his friends relationships. He wasn't one for being a nosy person looking for gossip. This time it was different. He needed details on what it felt like to fall in love. Changbin was experiencing it too. Maybe he'd be of some help. "Felix texted me and told me you asked him out. I was just, curious if that was your date. What'd yall do?"

He didn't want to assume anything had happened if it hadn't. He knew Changbin better than that. If he didn't want to talk about it, he wouldn't have brought it up in the first place. "He showed me around Tokyo, we went to see some cars, ate, then he told me to come see his dog so we did that. We watched a movie after he cooked dinner for me and then he passed out. I stayed over. It felt wrong to leave a note on the fridge. Plus, I wanted him to know he could trust me that I wouldn't do anything."

Jisung awed quietly. Changbin was secretly a romantic person. "I'm sure he'll be texting me all about that later." Changbin hummed, collasping onto his bed with a sigh. "Tired?" Another hum from the other.

"I didn't really sleep. I was too distracted."

Jisung rolled back onto his back, eyes going to roam the ceiling for the second time. "Was it that hard to not touch him?"

"Yeah."

An awkward silence. The two had never really talked about things such as this. "Was it that really weird warm feeling? Like, when your fingers get crampy and your stomach feels sick?"

"Nah." Changbin's response was short, but it was obvious he was going to add more. He just needed a moment to think. Once he gathered enough words, he began again. "It was a really warm feeling, yeah, but, I just wanted to hold him and mess around with his hair. I couldn't exactly do that though."

"Why not? You know he likes you."

Changbin shuffled around, eyebrows raising at Jisung, who had moved onto his side to meet his gaze. "Why are you so curious all of a sudden? Did something happen with Minho?"

Jisung nodded, a pink tint coming to his cheeks. He couldn't shy away. He needed to talk about it. Changbin was the best person to do so with. "It's just, I don't know how to define this feeling. It's a lot different than anything I've felt with anyone else. I don't even know if he feels something back. I mean, we just met each other, it feels wrong to feel this way for him?"