Sorry, I love you | MINSUNG

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Even though he slept for very few hours, he immediately woke up once he felt the sun rays on his cheeks, he wanted to head to the living room where they usually have breakfast, but he have to touch up his messy hair first, he can't let Minho see him like that.

After washing up, he head up to the living room, where his mother just finished setting up the table, the seat Infront him, the one beside his father's is empty, Minho didn't come back yet?

Jisung took a few bites of the banchan on the table, and spoke.

"Why is the professor not home.."

"I think he has a lot of work to do son, he haven't been home since I came back yesterday afternoon."

His mother said with a gentle smile, and jisung just nodded.

He felt a little guilty, being so rude to their guest, who, in fact have been so nice to him since day one, and he was disrespectful to him, just to prove he doesn't need the help, that he really needed.

"What are you making for lunch today eoma?"

"I still don't know.."

"Can I help in the kitchen today?"

The mother raised her head to look at her son, and so is the father, normally, he would go out after breakfast, and now he decided to stay home to help.

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Jisung was struggling a little to help his mother with the big meal she was making, since they don't really know when the professor is coming back home, but jisung had another plan, if he can't bring Minho home, he would take something from home to Minho, either way, he had to interact with him, since his morning felt so weird, waking up alone, and not having to genteelly caress minho's hair like he didn't every morning to wake him up.

Aside, he set up his own bento box, where he took some of the rice his mother was making, it took him a few minutes to find where is the kimchi in the refrigerator, and he made the cucumber salad himself,  he added a few sausages, that he asked his mom to make for him, made sure to not add the spicy sauce, he remember how minho never touches it on the table, he picked the sweetest looking strawberries from the basket of fruits they have in the kitchen, and then covered the bento box

"Where you going with that?"

His mother asked, it took him a few moments to find a lie, he never showed any of kind of attention towards Minho these whole weeks.

"I'm having a picnic with myself..I guess.."

"Oh, make sure to take something to sit on honey"

"Wait"

She took one of the pretty fabrics she had hanged in the kitchen.

"Here, this one is soft and comfortable"

She said with a genuiene smile that made her eyes disappear.