Red String | Minsung

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Minho was in disbelief. Jisung, whom the older thought was upset with him, kissed him. He was at a loss for words. He could not believe that the blonde just did that. So does he like me then? Since when? Oh god, I need to say something. He looks like he's going to pass out! "Oh my god. I did not mean to do that. Shit, what was that? Why did I do that? I'm so sorry!" He sputtered, his face beet red. Oh my god Minho! You dumb bitch, say something! Why are you freezing up now?? SPEAK!! DO SOMETHING!!

The brunette had never wanted to slap himself as much as he did right in that moment. He felt like a complete idiot as he watched the younger frantically apologize while doing a slight bow before taking off. Goddamnit Minho! Why are you so fucking stupid sometimes! Minho grabbed his phone out of his pocket, instinctually dialling Chris' phone number.

It didn't take long for the older to answer. "Minho? What is it?" The Aussie quizzed in a confused tone. "I'm an idiot." He blurted out. "No kidding." Chan said, chuckling at himself. 

"Jisung kissed me."

Coughing was audible on Chan's side of the line. "H-he did what now??" He spluttered. "He kissed me. I don't have time to go too much into details on what went down, but I fucked up, yet again. After he kissed me, I was in so much shock- I just couldn't get any words out. Fuck, he probably thinks he did something wrong, and this all happened because I thought I fucked up. Except now I actually did."

"Okay, okay. Let's calm down. Take some deep breaths."

Minho complied, breathing deeply. He felt slightly better. Chan let him have a few seconds to calm down a bit before speaking again. "Do you know where he went?" He questioned.

"No... I know what direction he went, but I don't know where he's going." Minho answered. "Well, you have the red string to follow, don't you?" He chuckled lightly. "Oh yeah, right." Minho laughed at his own stupidity.

"I won't take up anymore of your time, now hurry! Go find him!" He said before ending the call.

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"Oh god, why the fuck did I do that? Oh god, why did my brain think that was a good idea? Why did I think that was a good idea?" The distraught male rambled on to nobody in particular. "Can't I just start this whole day over? I need to run away and change my name and just forget that this all happened." Jisung hadn't noticed that a certain someone had made his way over to him while he was rambling. "Uh, Jisung?" 

The blonde shot up off the bench he was sitting on as soon as he heard Minho's voice. This, however, made him stand a little too close to the older. "Ah, s-sorry!" He exclaimed, looking everywhere but into the older's eyes. "U-uh, I'm sorry that I- uh, you know, did that earlier, I really don't know where that came from! A-and I understand if you never want to talk to me again-"

This time, Jisung was cut off by Minho putting his hands on his waist and connecting their lips. The blonde felt his heart rate increase exponentially. His mind felt as if it was racing yet completely blank all at the same time. Before he could think about it, he felt himself begin to kiss back. Jisung was completely entranced in the moment.

Minho eventually pulled away, pulling the other out of his trance. Jisung looked everywhere but the latter's eyes. He was still trying to process everything. He still felt Minho's hands on his waist, which made him even more flustered. Minho chuckled at how much of a mess the blonde was. "Wow, I've never seen you this shy."

"S-shut up." Jisung glanced up at his soulmate's face. Minho was wearing an affectionate smile as his gaze was locked on the younger. Damn, this is really happening. Oh my god. I like him, and he likes me back. How the fuck did this happen?  When did he get so damn attractive?

Jisung soon realized he was staring for too long, as the brunette had an amused smile on his face. He quickly wiggled out of Minho's grasp before sitting down on the bench. Minho soon followed suit. They sat in silence, neither of them knowing what to say. 

Jisung eventually broke the silence. "So, uh, how long have you liked me?" He questioned, immediately regretting speaking. Why did I ask that? Someone please take my vocal chords away from me. Minho was silent for a moment before answering. "Now that I think about it, I think I've always had a crush on you." He responded.

"Huh?? What do you mean??" Jisung asked, dumbfounded by his answer. "I only realized that I liked you like a week ago, but I think I always felt something for you, I just denied it." He explained. The squirrel-like male blinked, not believing what he had just heard. Lee Minho, his sworn enemy not even a month ago, just admitted to liking him for who knows how long. "Wow." Was all he could let out.

Minho chuckled at his response. "What about you, huh? How long have you liked me?" He asked suddenly, lightly elbowing the blonde. Jisung didn't expect that question, despite just asking minho the same thing. "U-uh, I don't know. I- Well I only really realized today." He stammered. "So that's why you were acting strange today. And here I thought I had done something that upset you." He laughed. Jisung scrunched his nose, covering his hands with his face. He was not enjoying feeling this flustered and embarassed. 

"You know, I thought you'd never like me back." The older said suddenly, taking the younger off guard. "You just seemed so upset over the fact that we were soulmates at first. Honestly it kinda hurt, but I mean I don't blame you for reacting that way." He stated. 

"I treated you like shit for a long time, and it was so sudden. I pretty much had made up my mind that I would be okay with you not liking me back, as long as we wouldn't be enemies again. That's why I was so shocked and couldn't say anything when you kissed me earlier. I was completely convinced you didn't like me and I thought I had messed up." He continued. Hearing this made Jisung feel bad for the older. He continued to listen to Minho intently.

"I never looked forward to getting a soulmate, I always thought the entire thing was stupid. I remember when we were kids, you would constantly talk about the red string and how cool it was and how you couldn't wait until you got a soulmate. I remember being bothered by that, because you would constantly talk about it, always pointing at classmates and saying that they could be your soulmate when you got older. I think that in particular is what bothered me." 

There was no words to explain how dumbfounded Jisung was by all of this new information. He never expected this from Minho. The fact that he liked him at all was shocking, but this? He was completely clueless about all of that. "I- Wow. I never knew about any of that. Now that you mention it, I do remember me talking nonstop about soulmates to you when we were younger. I had no idea you would be upset about that." 

Minho chuckled. "Yeah, whenever you would ramble on I would listen intently and smile because I didn't want you to wonder what was wrong." He added. "Man, I'm really not that observant, am I?" Jisung sighed, frustrated with himself. "Nope." The brunette laughed. "You know that day, when you magically ended up at school when you were asleep on the bus?" The blonde brought up. 

"Of course." 

"Yeah, it was me who carried you into the school." He admitted. "That makes sense. I mean, you were literally the only other person in the hallway than me and my friends, plus you were the only one there that's on the same bus as me." They both laughed. "Yeah, I didn't get away in time for you guys to not see me."

They then sat in a comfortable silence, enjoying the good vibes and the scenery of the park, no longer as panicky as they had been 15 minutes ago. 

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Heyyy!! What are your thoughts on this chapter?

Yayyy I got another chapter done loll I really hope you enjoyed it, things are going good for minsung :))

I would also like to say that I have uploaded red string to ao3, if anyone cares about that lmao

Anyway, tysm for reading, and another chapter will be on its way soon!