Footsteps came closer to him but he didn't look up, he recognized the shoes walking in his direction anyways.
"Sungie, are you okay?" Minho's voice was again hesitant and careful as it always was when he got worried.
"Yea I'm just kinda tired..." He felt fucking exhausted. He hadn't been sitting there for long but having people around him all day didn't really necessarily boost his energy.
Ignoring his exhaustion for a split second, he got up, a second before diving into the older's arms.
Minho didn't waste any time after processing and immediately hugged his lover back.
"Sung are you sure you're okay?" He asked again, not really knowing what else to say.
"Yeah, I'm sure, I just want a hug." He nuzzled into Minho's neck.
He wasn't that much shorter than Minho, yet he still felt incredibly tiny while standing next to him. He made him feel safe and protected.
He felt Minho softly pet his hair, resting his right cheek on top of Jisung's head.
"It's okay, I'm here now." He softly whispered.
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"Do you not wanna go home?" The older asked, walking along side Jisung, looking down at their hands which brushed alongside each other often,
"I really don't. They don't even want to find out how she died and there wasn't even a funeral, hyung. I just can't understand why." His hand grabbed onto Minho's, searching for a kind of comfort.
"I know mom was sad, even dad was, usually I can't tel what he's feeling but it was so obvious this time. Then why don't they want to find out or why didn't they arrange one... I don't understand." He spoke and Minho just listened, thinking about something he could say to Jisung in this situation.
He figured he just wanted someone to listen to him.
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They decided to just sit down on a bench for a while, neither of them saying anything.
The sky was dark, faded stars to be seen all around them in the night sky since there was barely any street lighting.
It wasn't that cold for a December evening at all, there was now a soft breeze and the sky was almost completely clear too.
Wind softly stroke through both their hair as they looked up.
It was quiet outside.
No cars, no people, just them, their loud thoughts the stars, the wind and the visible clouds of air they breathed out. Occasionally only the sound of wind wheezing by. Further just nothing.
"Amentalio." Jisung spoke up randomly causing Minho to look over to him. Jisung was wearing now a jacket too, the one Minho gave to him, proclaiming he 'didn't need it' and 'didn't get cold anyways.'
"The feelings of sadness when you know you're forgetting memories of those who are no longer in your life." He looked over back at the older, who's featured only seemed to get sharper in the dark. Was he always that handsome?
""I'm already forgetting her voice." He said, fumbling with his hands occasionally.
Minho tried his best to read his expression, his lover seemed sad? Disappointment maybe? Scared?
He scooted closer, folding his arms around Jisung.
"I'm sorry Sungie. I don't know what I can do to make you feel better." He admitted.
The younger sighed and hugged his lover back. Somehow. Even though it wasn't necessarily warm outside, it still felt warm as they hugged, a sort of heat building up.
"It's okay, just... thank you for being there for me. I'm very grateful to have you in my life." He said, making Minho smile giddily, hugging him closer. Gosh he was so in love
"Oh god you're so cute- no you're adorable. Just makes me want to squish your cheeks in a very aggressive way." He said making Jisung smile brighter too.
The presence of comfort and a flow of happiness was such a great- no extraordinary feeling.
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A/n
Hello I returned from the death once more.
I wrote this chapter before but damn that was shitty- I then kinda forgot about it until I realized I hadn't updated for like a month or so but eh yea here.
I haven't really checked it tho...
I've been very busy with watching bls, playing JYP super star and mostly fucking school which is draining me, like actually- I've been working every fucking day from 8.30am to at least 11pm some days even 4am so I'm mentally drained lmao, mostly also why I've not been publishing a lot but yea
Also the fact that people in my classes are basically having wars against each other for some reason continuously disturbing the lessons doesn't make it much easier either.
Also,
Not to be dramatic but this has to be the cutest picture I've ever seen:
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