honey || minsung

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⚠️ TW/ abuse, alcoholism ⚠️

"han jisung!" sooyeon drunkly stumbled towards him.

"what?" jisung sighed.

"get over here! why don't you answer me! i was going to ask you to buy me another bottle of soju!" she scolded him.

"sorry." jisung kept his head down.

"you don't sound like it." duris voice called from the top of the stairs.

"i need another bottle." sooyeon groaned.

"don't worry baby, he'll get one." duri assured her.

"no i won't." jisung responded coldly.

"excuse me?" duri gave him a strict look.

"i said i won't!" jisung shook his head.

duri walked towards him, punching him in the stomach. jisung doubled over. duri immediately pushed his chest up against the front door, punching him again. sooyeon grabbed duri, stumbling as she threw her husband back.

"jisungie." she mumbled. "got get me a bottle, yeah? or else." she smiled gently.

duri grabbed jisung, slamming his shoulders into the door. he slammed his body repeatedly. he pulled jisung back, opening the door. jisung immediately ran to his car, not bothering to buckle up as he sped off.

he didn't know where he was going, he just drove. eventually he found himself standing in front of minhos apartment door. tears were violently streaming down his face as he knocked.

"WHAT?" minho screamed, throwing his door open. he immediately calmed down when he saw the man in front of him. "jisung..? are you okay?" minho asked gently, in contrast to his tone before.

"no.." jisung sobbed.

minho immediately pulled jisung into his embrace, gently bringing him into his apartment. he closed the door behind them, bringing the crying man in his arms to the couch.

"i'm here." minho said gently, keeping jisung close.

"i hate my stupid parents so fucking much!" jisung cried out.

"i'm sorry honey.." minho said softly. "i'm right here, okay?"

jisung felt himself calm down in minho embrace, taking deep breaths. he smells like honey. minhos honey scent was the most comforting thing to jisung.

"thank you." jisung breathed out.

"of course honey." minho said softly. "do you want me to make you some tea with honey?"

"yes please." jisung nodded, a soft smile appearing on his face.

"there's that pretty smile." minho chuckled.

"go make my tea." jisung stuck his tongue out.

"okay, okay." minho (begrudgingly) let go of jisung, getting up to make his tea.

"hey, uh...hyung?" jisung called out.

"yeah?" minho looked over at him.

"can uh...can i stay the night? i really can't stay at my house tonight." jisung asked.

"yeah, of course. i'll get you some clothes to sleep in." minho nodded softly, walking into his room. he grabbed comfy sweats and a sweater for jisung to wear. "here you go." he handed jisung the clothes.

"thanks minho hyung." jisung smiled, wincing as he got up. his hands immediately went to his torso as he walked to the bathroom.

minho grabbed the honey, taking a spoonful and eating it. he smiled as he tasted the honey, feeling himself relax.

"these are comfy!" jisung smiled as he walked back out.

"here, let's go sit." minho took the two mugs of tea, sitting on the couch.

"so...why were you so angry when you opened the door?" jisung chuckled.

"my parents." minho sighed.

"i'll tell you what happened with my parents if you tell me what happened with yours." jisung smiled. "only if you're comfortable of course."

"my dad came home from overseas early and walked in when my mom and i were arguing. he always takes her side and it's not fair! she was hitting me just before he walked through the door!" minho sighed.

"my mom screamed at me to buy her soju and my dad punched me and slammed my body into the door cause i said no." jisung chuckled.

"cheers to shitty parents." minho held his mug up.

"to shitty parents." jisung laughed as they clinked the clay.

"whenever you need to escape, come to me. you're always welcome in my apartment." minho smiled as he sipped his tea.

"whenever you need to vent, vent to me. i'm here to listen." jisung returned a small smile.

"han jisung, let's be there for each other." minho said almost in a whisper.

"yeah, let's." jisung whispered, nodding.

"you can sleep in my bed tonight, i'll sleep on the couch." minho offered.

"why can't we sleep in the same bed? scared you won't be able to control yourself? scared you'll kiss me good night?" jisung said teasingly.

"why would that be scary." minho giggled. "i'd never kiss a homie good night without consent though." he shook his head.

"expected." jisung nodded. "anyways, we can sleep in the same bed. i like cuddling."

"okay, sounds good." minho chuckled.

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the two got ready for bed, minho giving jisung the spare toothbrush he kept. minho turned off the light, laying down. jisung immediately clung to him. they wrapped their arms around each other, jisung burying his face in minhos chest. minhos heart fluttered, butterflies exploding in his stomach.

"good night min." jisung whispered sleepily.

"good night honey." minho replied softly.

a/n: i promise they're not moving as fast as i'm leading you on to believe 😘🫶