-On the Run- s.cb + h.hj

6.

So I've been listening to this song "Kinda Hate U Kinda Love U" lately- I recommend it lol
Anyways enjoy
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Jisung opened his eyes to Minho snuggled up next to him, happily snoozing. Minho was breathing softly, snuggled into Jisung's chest. Jisung looked around, remembering everything from the night before. His head was filed with a lot of things that he wanted to say to Minho. Looking down, he studied Minho for the first time, noticing his perfect features.

He really is a visual, isn't he?....

He softly placed a hand on Minho's cheek. Jisung smiled down at the older, taking out his phone to take a picture. He smiled at the photo, even setting it as his wallpaper, but soon realized what time it was. He moved Minho off of him carefully, not wanting to wake him up. He stood up, looking around for something.

Seeing the pictures of Minho's sister made him think about the night before. He felt sick to his stomach, his gut saying he had something to do with all of this. The story Minho told seemed all too familiar. But he didn't listen to his gut. Finding a piece of paper and pen, he wrote a note:

'Off to morning classes
Please take these meds and rest- wait until I come back
Here's my number if u need me:
XXX-XXX-XXX
(P.S. you're a good cuddler ;) )
-Jisung'

Putting the note and medicine on the table, he took one last look at Minho, smiling again. He was whipped for this man, he knew it. Jisung walked towards Minho, bending down to look at him again. He pushed Minho's hair out from his eyes, getting up before he could do anything. He left, his heart pounding and head spinning.

Minho woke up as soon as he realized the warm embrace was gone. He stared at the ceiling, processing what happened just hours before. He, Lee Minho, had cried, no, sobbed while hugging a guy he barely knew. Then, him and the guy he barely knew cuddled and fell asleep together??

But honestly, he didn't care that he barely knew Jisung. He finally felt comfort after he lost everything, he felt happiness and warmth for the first time in a couple months. He was happy with Jisung. He sat up, rubbing his face. He felt bad, but not mentally. Minho looked around, maybe (hopefully) Jisung was still here. He noticed a bottle with a note attached to it sitting perfectly on the table. Grabbing the bottle, he studied the note.

"He gave me his number?-" He smiled at the note, the sloppy yet pretty handwriting and attempt at making a wink emoji. Quickly taking a shot of the medicine, he pulled out his phone and dialed Jinsung's number, overly excited for no specific reason.

XXX-XXX-XXX

Minho
Hey

He bit his nails, waiting for Jisung to respond. He didn't know why he was so scared, it was just the number of a guy he met a couple weeks ago, no big deal. He watched as the three (3) dots appeared and disappeared. Maybe it's the wrong number?

XXX-XXX-XXX

Minho
Hey

XXX-XXX-XXX
Hi! Is this Minho? If it is did you take the meds? ^^
Hope you slept well btw >:)

Minho
Ye- it's Minho. I did take the meds-
Thanks for staying w me last night ig
I really appreciated it
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Like really