our love | minsung ✗

four.

「𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚」

"on my silent days
i miss you a little louder."
—c.caurel

the evening ended fairly neutral. well, at least that's what they tried to do. talking to each other as if nothing had ever happened in jisung's parents room in the dim light, secretly glancing at each other throughout the dinner, minho consciously fixing the shirt he was given as it was too big on him, and it showed the pink spot on his neck, but no one said anything about it. eun-hye stared at it, but she brushed it off and continued on flirting with him. that made jisung get a little upset, does she just not want to acknowledge it?  

or was she just stupidly in love with minho? 

minho conversed with her, occasionally sipping on his drink as he glanced his eyes at jisung who sat across from him. he didn't want to ignore her as they were sitting with his crushes parents, and she was still their parents and jisung's sister. he couldn't just straight up ignore her after making out with her several times before, and he's never ignored her before, so it'll only make things worse if he suddenly did ignore her. 

minho had said his goodbye to mrs han, his clothes neatly stacked as he held them on top his hands. he gave eun-hye a hug and she whispered a call me near his ear and he could only nodded stiffly as he made his way to jisung who stood waiting for him by the door. jisung waved at his sister, dismissing her with his hand. eun-hye scoffed and rolled her eyes, but nonetheless walked off. 

minho is standing in the outside as the dark sky falls upon him, casting a shadow on the ground because of the light outside. jisung glances quickly at the living room, wondering if eun-hye had already left to her room or if she was still walking around. jisung walked out the house and stood in front of minho, the two now under the dark blue sky. 

jisung huffed out a sigh, lowering his hand as he wondered what to say. how to say it. minho waited patiently, smiling to himself as he knew what was to come up next. he's been anxious ever since, he's pleased they're finally gonna talk about it. jisung looks up at his friend as he finally got the courage to do so, but when he was met by a cocky smile and bright dark eyes, his confidence completely wore off, and when he spoke he stuttered to begin. 

"uh...um..." he coughs, "you see...um, w-what happened back there...i hope it won't ruin what we have...and i...i'm sorry if i shouldn't have done that—"

"don't worry about it," minho cut him off, feeling as if he let jisung continue it'll only make his heart ache. he knew what was about to come next. minho cleared his throat as he shifted his eyes at the ground for a split second before looking back at the black haired boy. "you really shouldn't say things like that when you..." minho took a step closer, taking jisung's chin and dipping it down, their eyes intertwined with their souls. "were the one who gave me a hickey." 

their eye contact lasted longer than it should have, but it was partly because both of them were captivated by each other's beauty. minho's handsome face in the night as the light flickered on him, his features hardly noticeable at night but they sure were for jisung. 

and minho was too focus on outlining his crushes visuals. his cute chipmunk cheeks, his round big eyes that shined with stars, and his lips that were prettily fit for his face.

minho wanted to melt into jisung,
but jisung just wanted his attention.

jisung just wanted to see minho's eyes on him, how was that the same thing? minho was completely and utterly in love with him...but jisung? jisung just wanted him to be his, but did he have any romantic feelings like minho did? he'd want to say he doesn't, because he still sees him as his best friend who he could kiss just because of the attractiveness. just like what minho had said, a kiss doesn't mean you love that person the same way.