¡Jisung's Pov¡
I wake up to Chan yelling Hyunjin's name from upstairs. I swear, there is never a dull moment in the house and some days I wish there was..good luck. I just want to see if Hyunjin will be carrying Chan's dead body down the stairs or not.
Hyunjin slowly comes down the stairs with his eyes halfway closed as he walks into the kitchen. He is definitely tired but so am I. This honestly doesn't concern me too much so I'm going back to sleep. I just cuddle Minho tighter as I slowly drift back to sleep.
Maybe an hour later, I hear Chan calling Yongbok's name. "Yahh Chan, I swear, holler one more damn time and wake my baby up, I will come up there. And when I do you will have tissues shoved up both ways and then be hearing the most annoying song played for hours" Minho hollers at Chan.
We lay down on the carpet as he pulls me close to his body. He wraps his arms around my lower waist patting me lightly "Go back to sleep love. You need rest." He rests his chin on my head lightly as he kisses my forehead.
I roll over to face him as I pull him into a gentle and slow kiss. Minho slowly creeps his hand down to my ass as he kisses me back softly and slower.
Minho pulls away from the kiss smiling "Sleep, not making me want to fuck you until that sun rises." He whispers in my ear. He smacks me teasingly on the ass then says "Bad Jisung" he winks at me.
This boy even when half tired can turn me on quicker than a cat can meow when a can of food is opened. The effect that Minho has on me is the only thing sane in this place.
The afternoon rolls around pretty fast as I get out of Minho's reach. I walk into the kitchen to see Hyunjin spaced out with his long fingers clasped together. He immediately perks up when he hears my footsteps though "Jisung,do you know where Felix went?" He asked me. Hyunjin seems pretty shaken up.
"Well is he not in the house?" I ask him as if I don't already know he wouldn't be asking that if he was.
Hyunjin shakes his head. "The only place I didn't look is Chan's studio but Chan isn't awake. Felix doesn't know how to use that equipment like you do." I walk out of the room as I walk to the front door.
His boots and coat are missing so that must mean he's outside right? I dont know where else he could be. It just hard because I dont know how to really comfort him.
I jog back into the kitchen as I reply to him "He's somewhere outside. Since it's snowing, I would say look in the snow, there should be some footprints. Don't worry Hyunjin, you will find him." He gets up suddenly, walking closer to me.
He hugs me tight as he whispers to me "I really hope so, I can't afford to lose him." That line right there tugged at my heart and touched me deep down.
¿Minho's Pov¿
I woke up to see Jisung not where he was last night. Before I deal with anything, I have to get some coffee. I get up slowly stretching as I make my way into the kitchen. I walk over to the cabinet to grab a mug as I fill up the coffee pot letting it brew.
I pour some coffee into the cup as I take a long drink when Jisung comes up to me worried but also excited. "Felix is missing and it's snowing." I let out a sigh as I sat down the cup.
"Is hello not needed at all? I mean let me at least get a full caffeine boost in before the drama starts." I down the rest of the coffee as I brush my fingers through my fading black hair.
"Hello, I would say fuck me but not now. Hyunjin said Felix has been gone for about an hour and is nowhere to be found in the house." Jisung says as he paces back and forth. His bare feet make clicking noises on the wooden floors as he does this.
"Jisung, calm it. I'm sure he went on a walk. It's Felix we are talking about. He's a sunshine that gets excited over anything. I mean the forest is so pretty so why just let it sit there when you could be enjoying it." I only said that to keep him calm.
The truth is, normally he would tell someone or leave a note of some sort. Yongbok hates the cold if he is out there for too long. If he is out there and not properly dressed, he could even get a cold or worse.
Jisung nods as he grabs my wrist leading me to the front door. "Come on, let's just play a little bit then" I now remember that he hasn't really had any fun snow time since before the murder happened.
I started putting on my shoes,hat,gloves and coat as Jisung ran off. At least he covered himself enough. That's one less thing to worry about right now.
He scoops up the white fluffy snow as he curves it into a ball. He quickly throws it at me laughing as it hits my hat. "Really Jisung? Are you waking up and choosing violence right now?" I playfully ask him
"Yes? So what?" I bend down grabbing a clump of snow as I throw the snowball at him. It bursts into a cloud of dust like something out of a movie as some of it gets trapped into his darker brown hair.
He falls backwards into the snow, getting the back of his clothes all wet and messy. He moves his legs back and forth as he makes a snow angel.
He's definitely a ball of energy,I'll give him that much. "Mind helping me up? My legs went numb" Jisung stretches his arm out. I walk closer to him grabbing his hand gently but he yanks me forward causing me to fall into the snow next to him.
He lays on his side. "I guess I tricked you. What do you think about that Doc?" He smirks. I think he is being too cute today. I mean he's having fun for sure.
" I'm not your doctor but your boyfriend. Drop that Doc nickname" His cheeks were turning soft pink from the cold air on our face.
He parts his lips as you can see his breath when he breathes.The temperature keeps on dropping lower and that is starting to scare me. Jisung quickly makes a heart in the snow as he sits up. "This is my heart" He traces a bigger heart outside of that one. "And that's yours. You have my heart." And right there, my literal heart melted into a puddle.
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Danger~¤~ Minsung (2)
FanfictionDr.Lee M and Jisung have now escaped the mental ward but with this means life is never the way it was before. Sometimes love is dangerous but for him, it's worth it to Minho because of Jisung. Now to stay safe, they must keep lowkey, will they make...