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I hate going to the mall cuz I tend to overspend....I'm not even going to say how much I spent but I bought a cute outfit and a bunch of makeup

Jisung quickly came to realize that having a hybrid was a handful. Maybe it was different depending on the person but Minho was just difficult overall.

He wasn't very sure if Minho even liked him in the first place. Yeah, he let Jisung pick him up every now and again but his attitude made him feel as if he disliked him.

For their second and third day together, Jisung tried to teach the hybrid manners. It didn't sound bad but with someone so purposely hardheaded as Minho who didn't like to take advice from anybody...it was pretty fucking hard.

Their first issue was with Minho and his...untidiness.

Jisung had ordered the male a bunch of clothes so they could avoid the issue of going outside a little longer and it only seemed to backfire on him.

Minho preferred the less clothes the better so oftentimes he'd just randomly undress and toss his clothes about. One time Jisung had even tripped over one of his small piles.

"Minho, can you please...clean this up?" Jisung pointed to the mess in the corner of his room, sounding as tired as ever. He was busy with work and coming home to clean for an hour had him just a bit stressed.

He was tired of hearing his own voice. 'Clean this', 'clean that', that seemed to be all he said for the past few days.

Minho ignored him, instead keeping his eyes on the coloring book Jisung had given him, happily running the crayon over the mythical creatures, coloring out of the lines and pressing down way too hard.

"Min- whatever..." Jisung sighed, deciding that he'd let it go for now and just clean up the room himself. He told himself over and over again that he'd have a serious talk with the hybrid about this eventually.

Their second issue was Minho's indecisiveness.

Sometimes he'd follow Jisung around the house just to be close or watch what he's doing but then when Jisung did the same for him, He'd either hiss or throw a tantrum whenever jisung tried to touch him. '

It was a bit discouraging for Jisung considering he was being extremely nice to the male only to get nothing in return. He knew it would take a bit of time to warm up to the male but whenever he thought they were getting close, something would happen to remind Jisung that wasn't the case at all.

Sometimes he'd do things just to get Jisung's attention but get mad when he actually received it.

They were watching TV, a movie playing that was randomly chosen. This was Minho's 'wind down time.'

He had read somewhere that kids need a period of time to relax and calm down before bed. Minho wasn't a child but he was close enough to it where these things worked.

They were sitting at opposite ends of the couch. Every five minutes Minho would scoot closer to the human, pausing whenever Jisung would look at him.

It was cute how hard he tried to seem uninterested. At least in that moment Jisung could see that he was trying to get his attention.