SHEEP | MINSUNG✔

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The ceo was looking at jisung and then at minhos portrait.

"Unbelievable. How ware you able to do this from just your memory Lee minho." Minho was humbly looking down and thanked quietly.

Jisung was looking at the portrait of minhos. He was really surprised at how talented he is.

"So, how do you know Lee minho, Mr. Han." The ceo asked. "The nurse said, that you actually remember Lee minho from a kindergarten."

"Yeah, we ware going to the same kindergarten, but we warent talking much. I was pretty shy." Jisung said.

"And... do you have any proof of going to the same kindergarten?" The ceo said and crossed his arms.

"Actually I do. I was ill that day, but I have a photo from my kindergarten." Jisung pulled out a photo.

"If I remember well. This is Lee minho." He said and pointed at the boy.

"Is that you Lee minho?" Minho looked at the photo and nooded.

"I'm surprised Mr Lee... this friend of yours has more proof that you're fine, then your parents that you aren't." He said. "Because you've haven't been acting all weird and stuff, I actually believe that you shouldn't be here." He said.

"I think that what really is the problem is just your depression and anxiety. But that's not a reason for you to be here. We're gonna have an eye on you, but we won't force you to be here." The man said and closed minhos file. "Mr Han, thank you for coming and clearing the situation."

"No problem."

-

When they got out of the room.

Minho immediately bowed to jisung. Tho what jisung didn't expect is that minho bowed all the way on the ground.

"Thank you... thank you my angel..." he said as he was holding jisungs hands. "You saved me from my misery again." Minho said, as his tears ware falling on his knees. "My whole family hates me... my friends hate me but even tho I'm a living scumbag, you've always been here and actually helped me. How should I repay you..." minho asked.

Jisung tought about it. He kinda felt bad about minho having this fucked up life. But he himself also went through hell when finding minhos kindergarten photo.

"I've got an idea." Jisung said. "I live alone, not as if that was a problem. But right now, with my condition, some things are littlebit harder to do." He then continued. "I don't want to constantly bother my friends, so... if you want, then you can live with me and help me with those things." Jisung said.

"Really?" Minho asked.

"Yes, I mean it." Jisung said.

Minho grabbed his hands and started thanking him.

Jisung sighed. He was glad, that he was able to help, but he still didn't know who minho actually is.

-

A week later, minho finaly moved in. Jisung had a free room for him to live in, because the house he lived in was really huge.

"Make yourself comfortable." Jisung said.

"I sure will, this is more than I would ever ask for. Thank you." Minho said and bowed.

"Please feel comfortable with me. I know that you're older then me, but I want us to be comfortable with each other. Think of me as a friend." Minhos smile got bigger and nooded.

"Could you please help me go downstairs? The platform elevator for my wheelchair broke like three days ago." Jisung said.

Minho didn't even answered and took jisung bridal style.

"Ah- wh- what are you doing. I'm scared. P-put me down." Jisung said all surprised.

"Don't worry jisungie, you'll be fine in my arms." Minho said and started walking. Jisung quickly put his hands around minhos neck before he even started walking, so that he would make himself secure.

He was looking at minhos face for a few seconds. He knew, that minho is attractive, but now he saw minho in totaly different light.

He had beautiful sharp features, long lashes and clear milky skin, because of being locked inside for a long time.

As he was holding him, jisung felt more safe, then on the wheelchair. When he was finaly downstairs, minho put him on a chair and went back upstairs for his wheelchair.

He was really strong. Jisung tought.

He put the wheelchair in front of jisung and helped him get up and sit down.

"Thanks." Jisung said.

"No problem hannie." Minho said and smiled.

"H-how did you call me?" Jisung said and blushed.

"Am I not allowed to call you like that? You've said that I can talk to you comfortably." Minho said.

"No... I don't mind it. It's just that I'm used to hear Han or just Jisung." Jisung said.

"Ah... so I'm the first one?" Minho said and smiled.

"Yeah..." jisung smiled shyly.

"Should I make some food?" Minho asked.

Jisung was lately eating only ramen or pizza, because going to the supermarket is not that easy.

"You can cook?" Jisung asked.

"Yeah..." minho said with a smile ensuring him, that the food will be the best thing, that he'll ever taste.

"How did you learn how to cook?" Jisung asked.

"You know how back then in Midle ages, talented slaves ware given roles such as hairstylists and dentists..." Minho said.

"How do you even remember that?" Jisung asked.

"I actually liked school, even tho I was bullied, it was better then the prison I lived in..." minho said. "Anyways, as I've said, i was something like a slave."

"Ah... sorry. It must-have been hard for you." Jisung said.

"It actually wasn't that bad-"

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Early update😊💖